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Little Princess Ashley

This is the first story I’v evr written. About a little girl named Ashley I guess you could call her any age you want , but as not to piss people off around here lets call her 18

You First 3

Sorry this one took so long, guys. I got sick and then life happened. (P.S.: doubly sorry for confusing Shaun of the Dead with Hot Fuzz. I’ll correct that in the compilation, to come later. Stay tuned.)

Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

Playing Dare with Sis

This is a fictional work and all characters are above 18 years old. Themes involve a brother blackmailing his sister into sex with him and his friend. Do not read if you are not interested in this theme.

The Existence – Chapter 2

Here is the second chapter to complete the opening of the series. I broke it into two parts because I didn’t have the whole thing planned out. I write the stories as they come to me and hope that those who read them enjoy the tale I spin. TY again for taking the time to read my stories. For those who are following Modern Mage; I am working on the next chapter but felt that I should introduce this place before continuing that tale.
Being that they walked in here I knew they were meant to find the place or had been brought by someone else who had been here before. The fact that they sat at my table with impunity told me that they knew the rules of the place and chose to display contempt for either me or my place. I didn’t appreciate that kind of attitude. I finished serving the drink orders I’d taken and let the other bartenders know I was stepping away for a few minutes. I took my time walking around the bar to head for my table. I used this time to size my visitors up. There were three of them sitting at the table and four more who positioned themselves around the room behind them. The guy sitting in the middle, directly across from my chair, appeared to be in his mid to late Fifties. His body language displayed someone who was there to enjoy the environment and relax, up until you looked at his face. He was smiling and acting like this was an evening out, however the truth was revealed in his eyes. He had dead eyes, no emotion showing in them; the look of a predator. I’d seen enraged werewolves and vampires in bloodlust that looked friendlier than this man sitting at my table.
The two women on either side of him had a similar dead look in their eyes. I tagged them mentally as bodyguards due to a few factors. They never looked at the gentleman they sat with; instead observing the rest of the room constantly. I’d give them credit for intelligence if they had even thought to look up; the security team on the catwalks went unobserved. They looked like arm candy being tall curvy blondes with blue eyes wearing short dresses, however the clothing was cut to not restrict their movements. I spotted Sam and George moving into position near the other four members of their party in case trouble started as I sat in my chair across from Mr. Dead Eyes. β€œGood evening and welcome to my place. Can I assist you with anything this evening?”
My new friend smiled with all the warmth of a hungry shark before he began to speak. β€œIt’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr. Masters, however I am not here to be assisted. I have other plans for this night.”
I kept a friendly expression on my face and sat back in my chair. I brought my foot up against the table leg, using the leverage to lean my chair back onto the rear legs only. β€œSince you’re obviously not hear to enjoy the atmosphere let’s both speak plainly. You and your bodyguards are welcome to stay, but don’t start any trouble. My staff and I will stop it and there will be no second chances here.”
He didn’t look in the least disturbed by my statement, nor did I expect him to be. He looked around the place slowly, eyes flicking from place to place. I gave him more points for intelligence than I did his bodyguards when he looked up and spotted the catwalks. The look of a hungry shark came back as he started to reply, β€œWhile I applaud the impressive security you have here, if I decide to start trouble they will be useless to your survival. If I kill you first, you don’t think I can buy their services. While I may at some time test that idea, tonight I’m not here for you. I have a job to do here tonight and can’t let you interfere with it. Stay out of my way and there won’t be any trouble.”
β€œIf you came to talk to me first you know my rules and that I can’t and more importantly won’t let you do anything to violate the sanctuary I offer to anyone who comes here. If you choose to try and do so, you will answer to me and my staff. As for killing me,” I gave him my own predatory smile, β€œmany have tried just that through the years and I’m still sitting here talking to you. Explain to me why you are really here and I’ll see if I can assist you.”
β€œYou spoke plainly and so will I. I’m here to retrieve someone who is a frequent visitor. This is the only place where they aren’t surrounded by a small private army of bodyguards. I’m going to take the person out of here and return them to the person who hired me. You and your staff members will stay out of my way and not interfere. That is how this evening will go unless you want more trouble than you can handle.”
I sighed, dropping my head to my chest. This was a signal for Sam and her security people that things may be going south very fast and to be ready. I looked back up into my visitors face, β€œFinal warning, if you try to star something in here you will fail and I’ll give you to the people you are trying to interfere with for punishment. If you knew anything about me or this place you’d know I’ve handled more trouble than you can bring to bear against me. If you want to go to your graves tonight, I can oblige you; otherwise drink, relax and obey the rules or get your asses out of my bar. Your choice either way.”
When things started they happened quickly. One of the original supernatural patrons entered the front door. Her name was Ynara and she had the potential to be one of the most powerful Ascendants in time. Her father had been an Archmage of legend and her mother was a Fallen Angel. She stood at an even five feet, trim build with perky B cup breast and an apple bottom. Her hair was a deep fiery red highlighted with black, it fell wavy all the way to her knees. She had blue eyes the color of a twilight sky with little fleck of red burning in them. She made everyone who met her think of the Love & Theft song Angel Eyes. She was wearing a conservatively cut white sheath that made her look hotter than any club wear could have. She was under the protection of several of the supernatural leaders in this City. Ynara was from Los Angeles originally and I knew of several groups who wanted her back there where they could control her. The moment she stepped through the door I knew things just got very messy.
Mr. Dead Eyes stood quickly, extending his right arm toward me as his bodyguards turned to face any threats coming from the sides. I reacted immediately, pressing my foot against the leg of the table, tipping my chair back to get clear of his line of fire. Two of the Mr. Dead Eyes other bodyguards moved to grab Ynara as soon as he had stood. George grabbed the one he was closest to by the back of his neck holding him from moving towards her. Sam being a vampire moved with inhuman speed kicking the other man who approached Ynara in the knee shattering the bones in the joint to splinters with the impact interposing herself bodily between the remaining men and their target. All this happened in the time it took my chair to hit the floor.
The second I hit the floor I was already rolling away to regain my feet. As I came to my feet, I drew two throwing spikes from my sleeves prepared to throw them. The place went silent except for the man screaming in pain with a shattered knee as I faced the man who disturbed my peaceful establishment. I held the spike ready to throw even though I expected I wouldn’t need them. The security team on the catwalks had weapons drawn and aimed at the three standing before me. Sam had her sidearm out pointed at the head of the third man that came in with our friend. The last of his men was standing still with his hands up right where he was when everything started. That’s when I noticed JD standing behind him and the edge of a sword pressed to the side of his neck. β€œI warned you that my staff and I could stop any trouble you started in here. Now I proved it to you. You have two choices left to you and I’ll recommend the first one. Walk away now, leave my club and get out of my city. Don’t come back again. She is under the protection of too many people for you to mess with. Now that you violated the sanctity of my establishment to grab her I am placing her under my protection as well. The second choice is to die, whether that is by continuing in your actions here, leaving the bar and not the city, or coming back after you leave the city. I don’t have the desire the kill you but I won’t hesitate to do so. Which choice are you taking?”
He looked like I pissed him off, and I liked that fact because it would make him sloppy. β€œYou have no idea who I am or what you’re messing with. I’ll offer you a similar choice and we’ll see how the rest of the evening goes. You can get out of my way, hand over the girl and let me walk away with her or you can choose to die here and now.” He had a look of confidence on his face that spoke volumes about his opinion of his skills and those of his people. I hate standoffs like this, invariably both sides think they’ll win and people, usually innocent bystanders, wind up getting hurt. The Bar area was slowly clearing out while we were talking. The only people left in this area were my staff members and his people.
β€œLike you said to me earlier, do you think your people will continue to fight if you’re the first to die? My people know exactly what happened to this club and for them when I do. They know they’ll be taken care of and the Existence will remain an Elysium long after I’m gone. Can your people say the same about you?” He paled a little at that last question which may just give me the edge I needed to resolve this situation peacefully. I had my doubts but I would try. I have killed enemies in the past and would do so again when needed, but I always tried to resolve the situation first. Unfortunately some people just needed to die. β€œLast chance to leave, anyone who stays to cause trouble doesn’t see another sunrise.”
The guy whose knee had been shattered started to drag himself across the floor towards the door. The man being held by George was also trying to get to the door; George assisted him in making a quick exit. He picked him up and threw him out the open door as the other guy crawled outside. The two men with weapons trained on them and his bodyguards stayed. We were all watching each other closely waiting for someone to make the move that sent this situation to hell in a hand basket. The bodyguards started it up again as the one on his right placed herself between me and her charge. He swung his aim toward JD to get his other man clear. I threw both spikes I was holding, the first towards Dead Eyes head and the second towards his weapon. The first spike was intercepted by his bodyguard, burying itself to the grip in her neck taking her out of the fight as she grabbed her neck and fell. The second missed his gun as he swung his are to aim at JD. It glanced off his arm because of the angle it hit at. His shot didn’t hit JD cleanly, but clipped his ear as it went past him. JD spun away from the hit pulling his sword away with him allowing that man to act. The other bodyguard stepped up onto the chair and dove across the table at me with a blade in her hands while the man Sam was watching moved to spear George. The man who got clear of JD’s drawn sword started to draw weapons from under his coat. Sam was of course pissed at me and I’d pay for it later because I had given her only one choice of action in the situation. Sam and I had been fighting side by side for some time and she took my safety as being more important than her own, but when I put Ynara under my protection she had no choice but to get her to safety and leave me in this fight.
JD moved quickly, closing back in with the man he had been guarding. JD positioned himself so that the man he faced was between the boss’s weapons and himself. As the man drew his weapons on JD, he was moving to try and get him into a cross fire. JD took one hand off the hilt of his sword extending it towards his opponent and spoke, β€œPresent Firing Pins.” There were suddenly two small objects in his palm that he dropped to the floor before taking hold of the hilt again. The man brought both pistols in line with JD and pulled the triggers. They failed to fire. The man looked shocked at this and dropped the firearms. JD stepped into him swinging low with the sword he slashed into the man’s leg on the outside of his knee severing the muscles and tendons causing him to drop to the floor.
George took the spear without moving. The man that charged him obviously didn’t know what he just attacked. George grabbed the man by the arm twisting it up and behind his back hard enough that you could hear the bone snap over the noise of the fighting. He kicked the guy in the back of his knee causing him to fall to the floor. George held him there by placing his foot onto the back of one of his legs and shifting his weight onto it.
As the bodyguard came over the table at me I spun away to the side. While my reflexes were pretty good, she was better with that knife. It sliced into me, cutting a gash from just next to my spine around the right side under my ribcage. I’ve had similar injuries before and forced myself to ignore the pain for the moment. During the spin, I drew the knife I kept on my side. As her blade exited the flesh under my ribs, I drove my knife down at her waist severing her spinal cord. She landed poorly rolling across the floor with the hilt of my knife protruding from her back as she stopped against a couple of barstools. I stood to face the man who started all of this. My jeans and shirt ruined as blood flowed from my side down my leg onto the floor. I refused to let Dead Eyes see the pain I was in so I straightened up to my full height and looked him in the eyes.
The fight had only lasted a few seconds, and behind him Elayna stood with a Derringer pressed against his skull. His arms were raised and his sidearm was being held by Jarvis who as always was at his mistress’s side. I knew I’d pay for what I was about to do, but the reputation I and the club had about how we handled trouble would get a major boost from it. I walked around the table, feeling my muscles stretch and tear with every step I took. When I stood directly in from of him I looked in his eyes and spoke, β€œI gave you every chance to leave here and not cause trouble. You chose to ignore our reputation and my warning. I also told you exactly what I’d do if you didn’t leave.” I looked over my shoulder to see a pissed of Sam standing with Ynara. I nodded to same, letting her know I wanted her to come over here. She walked over behind him, grabbed him around the waist with one arm and using her other drew his head back and to the side exposing a long line of his neck to her. β€œYou’re dead now, as is anyone in your crew who isn’t already dead or gone.” With that said Sam extended her fangs and bit down. She drained him fully while the surviving members of his group watched. We moved his body along with the rest of his survivors into one of the private rooms to be fed on by any vampire that wanted them. I didn’t like it very much but I kept my word once given. No one messes with the patrons in my place.
As soon as they were removed from the main bar area I headed for the stairs to our apartments. I knew that I’d be fine, but I couldn’t let my patrons know exactly what I was. Made them think about things before violating the rules. Once I got upstairs into the common room I grabbed a talisman I kept in there. I ran it over the wound, closing it instantly and repairing the damage under the surface as well. I set the talisman back where we kept and headed for my room to jump in the shower. Just as I entered the hallway and turned toward my room, Sam came up the stairs and decked me. She was being kind apparently because while it hurt the punch didn’t shatter my jaw. β€œBoss, if you ever do that to me again I will shatter your jaw. I know what you are and what you can do, but you aren’t any more immortal than me.” She spun on here heel and went out onto the catwalks over the club area to watch the dance floor. I’ll admit that I deserved the punch. I jumped into the shower and cleaned he blood off of me while a few members of my staff took care of cleaning up the bar. After the evening started the way it did, I decided to be prepared for any more trouble. I dressed in black jeans and a black silk shirt. I put on my holsters. I was a pure righty when it came to firearms. I carried three pistols, all of them 45s. One each in a shoulder, back and hip holster each loaded for different targets. Silver in the back in the event I had to deal with a Were creature, Tracer rounds for the Vampires in the shoulder rig and jacketed hollow points for all the rest in the one on my hip. Over those I slid my leather duster with my Benelli M3 Super 90 inside the front in a specially designed holster for it. This is the shotgun I would hang under the table when I sat there. I think that more than anything is why Sam punched me. If I’d had that from the beginning we’d have had less people to deal with during the fight and I’d likely not have been injured. I didn’t go back to tending the bar, I took my chair on the catwalk between the bar and club. I watch the people going about their lives and I’ll tell you a secret. Whether human, vampire, mage or anything else; they are all still people with personalities and lives. I wouldn’t let any of them be harmed while here. Once under my roof, you were my responsibility. Some would call me as much a monster as the vampires for handing the survivors over like that. I say that the choices we make every day make us monsters or not. My choice to provide a safe place for all people may not make me a saint but protecting those same people doesn’t make me or my people monsters.

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MY COLONOSCOPY (Humor)

Dedicated to fellow writer Clarise.
Dear reader; this non-erotic short story is my first attempt at writing humor. If you want a little chuckle read on and then leave a comment to let me know what you think of my effort. If you are looking for something a little more sexually salacious, you might want to look at another offering and then come back when you are in the mood for humor.
In support and in solidarity, I dedicate this story to my friend and fellow writer, Clarise, who recently had one of her stories deleted. My Colonoscopy:
by Hardrive
After several weeks of complaining about stomach discomfort and constipation, my wife Rita got tired of my belly aching and called her fudge-packing brother for advice. That made a lot of sense. After all, who better to ask about asshole problems than your queer brother? Woops, did I say queer? I meant to say Homo-American. Anyway, Rita said her brother recommended I go see a gastroenterologist for a full evaluation.
β€œWhat?” I asked, β€œAn ass-hole-enter what? That doesn’t even sound like a real doctor. It’s probably some kind of voodoo fag doctor.”
β€œNo, you homophobic ignore-anus” came Rita’s cynical reply. β€œA gas-tro-enter-ologist, is a doctor that specializes in disorders of the digestive system. My brother is a well regarded general practitioner and if he says you should have a full evaluation of your intestinal track, that’s exactly what you’re going to do. It’s high time someone looks up your stupid ass to see what kind of problems you’ve got brewing up there.”
β€œOh, really,” I said, mocking her sarcastic tone, β€œSince you insist I need to have my colon examined by a doctor, I guess you’re finally ready to admit you’ve been wrong about me all these years.” Rita’s perplexed expression indicated that she had no idea what I was talking about, so I explained. β€œYou’re always saying that I have my head stuck up my ass.” Rita nodded in agreement. β€œWell,” I said with a smug smile, β€œif my head was really up my ass why would we need to hire a doctor to see what’s wrong… I could see it for myself.”
I thought that was hilarious, so I slapped my wife’s butt and did a little victory jig while laughing my head off. Rita wasn’t amused.
β€œOh, you can’t take it when I get the upper hand.” I started to mock her. β€œYou think you and that fairy brother of yours are so much smarter than me. Just β€˜cause I don’t have a fancy college education don’t mean that I can’t tell when you’re trying to pull my leg. There is no such thing as an ass-hole-enter-whatever, So, go ahead and make an appointment with your made-up doctor. I dare you.” Rita just gave me an icy stare, smiled and walked away.
A week later we were sitting at the doctor’s office listening to him explain why I needed to have a colonoscopy. I told the doc I’ve never heard of a cola-ass-copy and had no idea what he was talking about. The doctor picked up a book with full color illustrations and used it to thoroughly explain the procedure. Pointing to the interior of the large intestine he indicated the areas that he wanted to examine and photograph.
Nodding thoughtfully, I pretended to understand what he was talking about and asked a question or two that was intended to display my advanced knowledge of medical terms. β€œWill you be using an x-ray camera or an MIR to photograph my inners?
The doctor smiled. β€œNo, we use a flexible hose to guild a miniature camera through your anus and into the full length of your large intestine.” Then he showed me a picture of a little camera attached to a very long black hose.
Hell no! I said to myself. I won’t even let my family doctor check my prostate, so there was no way this joker was going to shove a big old hose up my ass. Looking around the office I spotted the door, popped up out of my seat and began to vigorously shake the doctor’s hand while I thank him profusely for wonderful presentation. The doctor seemed confused and tired to interrupt me several times but I just continued to pump his hand while backing up towards the door. My plan was working just fine and I actually got to openthe door open and had one foot over the threshold before my wife decided to intervene.
Now at this point I’d like to pause to give my male readers some advice. Never marry a stout, red headed woman of Italian-Irish descent. That combination gives them a split personality that makes Bruce Banner’s transformation into the Hulk look like a mild eccentricity. In public she tries to maintain the illusion that she is the devoted wife and I’m the boss in our relationship… but in reality she calls all the shots and only lets me do what she wants me to do.
In public she always agrees with me but she uses a code to let me know what she really wants. Whenever she smiles and says β€˜Yes dear’ while putting the accent on the β€˜yes’ but elongating the β€˜dear,’ that means that if I even think about doing what I want, she’ll make my life a living hell. And let me tell you, when my wife says β€˜living hell’ she’s not talking about Dante’s little cake walk through the seven levels of the fiery pit. She’s talking about providing me with my own personal apocalypse. Believe me, when it comes to pursuing a vengeful agenda, my wife puts Captain Ahab to shame.
In this case she was determined that I was going to have that colonoscopy, so she moved quickly to intercept me at the door. Putting her arm around me in a very loving way, she smiled at the doctor while she worked her hand under my coat and up to my neck. Putting me in her version of the Vulcan death grip, Rita paralyzed my body. When the doctor noticed that my expression suddenly went blank, he asked if there was something wrong. All I could do was move my head left to right as Rita manipulated the back of my neck. When he asked if he could schedule my procedure, I wanted to say hell no but I found myself nodding β€˜yes.’ Then, when the doctor smiled and said goodbye, Rita squeezed the nerves in my neck so hard that my pained grimmest looked like I was smiling back.
By the time we left the doctor’s office, I was feeling dizzy. Leaning against Rita, we walked over to the discharge nurse who gave us the doctor’s instructions and a prescription for a product called ‘Koli-Kleen.’ The nurse said I was to drink two doses of Koli-kleen the night prior to the colonoscopy. What she didn’t tell us was that using that product was going to be, without doubt, the most gruesome part of the whole procedure.
I didn’t know it then but a week after my colonoscopy I did a google search and found that Koli-Kleen is sold in the United States as a prescription laxative, but it was originally developed during world war two by the Gestapo. The Germans called it Magen-buster and used it to get prisoners to voluntarily run into gas chambers they mislabeled β€œLatrines.” After the war, the Russians developed the formula into a WMD or Weapon of Mass Defecation. When the cold war ended, the KBG sold the formula to the CIA who used it in Guantanamo as an interrogation aid. It was reported that the CIA had a lot of success getting even the most resistant terrorist to literally spill their guts, but when the UN found it was being used on the prisoners, they banned its use as inhumane and a serious breach of the Geneva Convention.
Considering the nefarious history of this product, it was beyond my comprehension how any Pharmaceutical Company could get it approved by the FDA for sale to the American public. But then I saw the outrages price on the insurance company’s invoice and my question was answered.
I was totally ignorant of all that before the colonoscopy so I spent the week prior to the procedure nervously worrying about the β€˜big fat hose’ and never gave a second thought to the hellish experience that awaited me on the night before.
When the time came for me to get ready, I read the instructions. Step one said that 12 hours prior to the colonoscopy I shouldn’t take any solid foods by mouth. That kind of confused me since taking solid foods by mouth was the only way I knew how to do that. Anyway, by supper time I was pretty hungry so the wife suggested I try some chicken broth. I love chicken soup but chicken broth was a big disappointment. It is nothing more than hot salty water with a little food coloring. The only chicken you’ll find in chicken broth is the word β€œchicken” printed on the box.
But I digress… the second step was to try and drink the first dose of Koli-Kleen. I say try because the stuff tastes like industrial grade toilet cleaner. The pharmacist recommended the lemon flavored product but I can tell you right now that the lemon flavoring in that noxious concoction does absolutely nothing to mask its totally disgusting taste. In fact, to this day I still can’t look at a lemon without getting the dry heaves.
The instructions warned that After drinking the first dose I might experience some gastric discomfort followed by a loose bowel movement. That was a gross understatement. What the instructions should have said was that after taking Koli-Kleen, my guts would heave, toss and turn like a small boat caught in a typhoon and that shortly thereafter, everything in my stomach would simultaneously attempt to abandon ship through the stern of my little brown boat.
Holy Crap, that stuff works fast. It may not be written on the box but I believe that one of Koli-Kleen’s chief ingredients is rocket fuel. I say that because when that stuff kicks in, your colon ignites and the full content of your alimentary canal is explosively jettisoned out of your ass with such force that, unless you hold on to the toilet seat, it’s possible that your body could be propelled into low earth orbit.
Needless to say, I spent the whole night sitting on the toilet and nervously waiting for the many intestinal eruptions that followed. Whenever I felt my gut begin to rumble I shut my eyes, held on to the toilet seat and did a short count-down as my rocket powered ass violently sprayed whatever was in my guts into the crapper.
This went on for hours until my intestines were totally empty and I had nothing more to give. By then it was time to drink the second round of Koli-Kleen, and to my absolute amazement, the process started all over again. I couldn’t believe it possible that there was anything left in me to expel, but apparently I was wrong.
My only explanation for this extraordinary phenomenon is that the second dose of Koli-Kleen must have the ability to tap into the spiritual realm, locate my long dead ancestors and channel the festering content of their ancient intestines through my flaming ass-hole and into the commode.
And that leads us to a subject that isn’t covered by the Koli-Kleen instructions. I’m talking about the smell. Oh my god the smell is incredible.
Let’s face it, you can’t flush out the rotting content of someone’s intestine without creating some serious atmospheric pollution. You’re probably going to think I’m exaggerating but things got so bad at my house, that I actually saw lines of staggering insects abandoning the residence. I also witness our house plants literally wither and die right before my eyes. Even the plastic plants keeled over. Rita could attested to all this but she barricaded herself in the guestroom, stuffed towels into the crack under the door, and refused to come out until it was time to go to the clinic.
Needless to say, by the end of the evening I was exhausted. All that running back and forth to the bathroom left my legs feeling like the rubbery limbs of a punch drunk boxer, and my asshole like the business end of a blow torch. That night, after pushing several ice cubes up my raw pucker, I finally passed out and slept like a very tired and dehydrated baby.
The next morning my wife got me up at what is known in military time as β€œoh five hundred hours.” The β€œoh” stands for; β€œOh my God, I can’t believe it’s still dark.” Anyway, when we arrived at the clinic we thought, since they wanted us there at the crack of dawn, that they intended to begin the procedure right away. We were wrong. Instead they had us filling out forms for hours. The frustrating part is that they had me answering questions I’ve already answered hundreds of times before. What the hell do they do with all that information? Obviously they don’t keep it or they wouldn’t need to ask the same dam questions over and over again.
When I was finished with the questioner the nurse brought in the consent form and asked me to sign. After looking it over I told her that I couldn’t possible sign it. She asked me why and I told her that just over the signature line there was a statement that said that I understood and agreed to all the terms, conditions and provisions stated therein. The document was twelve pages long and written in a Pig-Latin dialect of legalize that was so convoluted and incomprehensible that even my lawyer’s lawyer couldn’t have understood it.
The nurse looked at me and smiled. Then she told me I could take all the time I needed to read the consent forms and I didn’t have to sign them until I fully understood what I was signing. However, she quickly added that if I didn’t have the form signed within the next five minutes she would have to reschedule my procedure.
That’s all she had to say. It took me about five seconds to sign the release and hand it to her. There was no way I was going to reschedule the colonoscopy knowing full well that I would have to go through the same gut-draining pre-procedure I went through the night before. I think the clinic counts on that reaction and that’s why they ask you to sign the consent form after you’ve had the Koli-Kleen experience.
A half hour after I finished the paper work, a very fruity looking male nurse named Hector, came for me. He gave my wife a wink, put his hand on my shoulder and walked around me without taking his hand off my body. Then he asked her a question in a very swishy Spanish accent. β€œIs this jew hombre?” My wife nodded while trying to contain a very smug smile. Hector returned her smile and said, β€œAy que Lindo.” And they both began to giggle as Hector put his hand through my arm and walked me down the clinic’s main corridor. β€œDon jew warry lindo,” he said as he snuggled up to me. β€œI will take berry good car of jew.”
Looking over my shoulder I made eye contact with my wife and with a sorrowful and plaintiff gaze I pleaded for her help, but Rita just smiled. It seemed to me that she was enjoying my predicament because all she did was hold up a box of Kolie-Kleen and gave me a looked that seemed to said… β€˜are you sure you want to reschedule the procedure?
It was a long and uncomfortable walk to the prep-room, and when we got there Hector released my arm and handed me a plastic bag. He instructed me to go into a little room that had a curtain instead of a door. He asked me to take off all my clothes and put them in the bag. Then he handed me one of those hospital gowns. You know… the kind that is designed to strip you of all your dignity and make you feel more exposed and venerable then you’ve ever felt before.
After putting on the gown I noticed that my ass was hanging out of the back. Try as I might, I couldn’t stretch the cloth to cover my exposed behind. That’s when I saw Hector peeking through the curtains. The pervert was staring at my ass but when he saw me looking at him he smiled and asked if I was ready. Then he pushed a wheel chair into the room and with a big grin he patted the bench and told me to put my cute little tushie into the seat.
There was no way I was going to turn my bare bottom towards that flaming fruitcake so I just stood there looking at him. That’s when Hector decided to come around from behind the chair to help me get into the seat. It was more likely that he wanted to help himself into my seat, so as he approached, I clutched the back of my hospital gown and slowly backed away. Hector kept advancing and I kept retreating so we went around and around that wheelchair until I finally saw an opportunity to safely sit down.
The fruity nurse laughed, his very girly laugh, and called me a crazy gringo as he pushed my wheelchair into another room. There he tied a rubber tourniquet around my arm and tried to put an I.V. needle into the back of my hand. It only took him five tries, and while I would have normally fainted after the second attempt, there was no way I was going to allow myself to pass out while I was alone in the room with him. This was especially true after he started talking about the procedure. With a faraway and dreamy look in his eyes, he described the length and girth of the hose the doctor would be using… and then he said, β€œEl doc-tor wheel e’put it in jew ass nice and e’slow. He wheel go in deeper and deeper. Ay bandito, It’z so beautiful I juice want to e’cry every time I thing about it.”
If I had any doubt about Hector’s sexual orientation, after listening to him describe the procedure, all my doubts were gone. Hector was what I called a real Granola Bar; flaky, fruity and nuts.
β€œlisten up, Hector.” I said with my most manly voice. β€œThere is no way that I am going to have sex with you.”
β€œWhat?” Hector said with a genuine look of surprise. Giving me a very stern look and with a very indignant voice he continued. β€œIs dat what jew ting? Will jew are so rung. Having sex wit jew is da last ting on my mine. DA LAST TING! No senor. First jew will half to ax me to dinner, and den to a show and den after dat….”
β€œRead my lips Hector… No Way!!!”
Hector looked disappointed so he changed the subject and asked me if I had taken the Koli-Kleen as proscribed. My revolted expression and the cold shiver that ran up and down my spine leaving my puckered face quivering with a look of pure disgust, told him all he needed to know.
β€œO’ I si, no juan e’toll jew?” The blank expression on my face let him know I had no idea what the hell he was talking about, so he went on. β€œJew can e’take un poco de Tequila before jew drink that sheet. Dat e’helps it e’go down mucho more ezy.”
As soon as I figured out what he was trying to say, a light bulb went on over my head. What a great idea. I had a fully stocked bar at home and would have gladly downed a bottle of good Iris whisky if I had known it was okay to drink before taking that Koli-Krap. But then I started to imagine myself drunk and stumbling around the house, squirting and dripping all over the rug and the furniture. There was no way Rita would have cleaned up after me, and knowing her, she probably would have had no alternative but to shot me, torch the house for the insurance money and move down to Florida.
As Hector wheeled me into the procedure room I looked around nervously and saw the doctor and anesthesiologist standing there, but no sign of the dreaded β€œBig fat hose.” No doubt they planed on bringing it in after I was asleep. That sounded like such a waste of Anastasia. Not because I was so brave that I didn’t need it, but because all they would have had to do was to show me that β€œbig fat hose” and I would have passed out on my own.
Before putting me under, the doctor had me roll over on my side, pull up my knees and count backward from a hundred. As I started to count I heard someone, standing behind me and singing with a swishy Spanish accent. To my great horror I realized it was Hector. He was standing behind me while he sang ”I fee pretty” from β€˜West Side Story.’ Oh my god, that raving queen was going to be in the room while I was laying there unconscious and my naked butt exposed.
With my last once of strength I looked up at the doctor and with pleading eyes begged him. β€œPlease shot me now before I pass out from the anesthesia,” but no such luck. The room went dark and the next thing I knew I was waking up in the recovery room, still feeling high from the drugs they gave me.
The first thing I saw was my doctor’s smiling face. He looked down at me and asked how I felt. I told him I felt great except for a little discomfort around that place where the sun never shines. That reminded me of my last thoughts before going under so I reached up, grasped my doctor by the collar and pulling his face down close to mine. In an almost threatening tone I asked him, β€œDid you leave me alone with Hector at any time during the procedure?” The doctor looked puzzled but he assured me that he hadn’t. When I let him go the doctor said he had good news. My colon was fine and there was no evidence of any malignancy.
β€œThanks doc,” I said. Then I asked him to do me a favor. β€œPlease tell my wife…”
β€œI’ve already given her the good news.” The doctor interrupted.
β€œNo, not that.” I said, as I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down close to my face again. β€œI want you to let her know that you’ve performed a very thorough inspection of my entire intestinal track and looked into every nook and cranny of my colon… Got that?” The doctor nodded that he did. β€œOkay, then I want you to tell her that you’ve found absolutely no evidence that I’ve ever had my head up my ass.”
THE END
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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.
β€œYou’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, β€œI’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 longβ€”less than a minuteβ€”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 itβ€”all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouthβ€”now.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him onceβ€”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. β€œPlease, Master,” she said, β€œmay 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 minutesβ€”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 firstβ€”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 feetβ€”grabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hairβ€”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 kitchenβ€”the scene of her imprudence that morningβ€”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 concernβ€”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 momentβ€”nowβ€”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 foodβ€”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, β€œYou must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.”
β€œThank 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 herβ€”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, β€œIt’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. β€œTurn around,” he ordered suddenly, β€œand 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, β€œFace 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, β€œWhat did you think about today, Princess?”
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. β€œI missed you, Sir,” she said quietly.
He wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easily. β€œAnd did you like cleaning the house for me?”
Marie only debated for a secondβ€”he’d know if she lied, she reasonedβ€”but she couldn’t look at him.. β€œNo, Sir.”
β€œWhy not?”
β€œIt wasβ€”I was bored, Sir,” she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. β€œButβ€”but I’ll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.”
β€œWhy is that, Princess?”
β€œBecause 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 petβ€”all on her own. However, it couldn’t hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
β€œAnd I like giving them to you, pet,” he said, smiling at her. β€œYou 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. β€œClimb 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. β€œTwo rules, Princess,” he said, his voice rough with arousal. β€œFirst, you can come as much as you wantβ€”but you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see these—” he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps β€œβ€”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. β€œYes, 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, β€œOh, 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. β€œKeep fucking meβ€”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, β€œSir, 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, β€œOh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You can’t help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!”
It workedβ€”she howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, β€œComβ€”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, β€œYes, 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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A chance at a new sex life; Part 3

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.

Pussy Duty

I wrote this to show that this story is better the stuff I wrote when I was 14 (i.e. the rest of my portfolio to this point)

Jack (chapter 6)

Here is new chapter but those who haven’t read previous chapters please do so. Positive comments are appreciated as well as new ideas.
Story:
I woke early the next morning and slid out of bed to make coffee. Tina had to work today and had to be in early so I figured that since I was up I would treat her to a nice breakfast. I had had my first cup of coffee and read the paper when I heard her get up and go into the bathroom. I took a cup of coffee made the way she likes it and walked to the bathroom. I pushed open the door and found her sitting on the toilet. I bent over and gave her a kiss and handed her the coffee. She smiled at me took a sip of coffee and said “I don’t know if I will ever get used to the lack of privacy around you. But once I get over the shock I do like it.”
I helped her off the toilet and started the shower for her. We both got in and I took my time washing her body, running my soapy hands all over her, lingering on those special spots and then washing her hair for her. We finished without having sex, much to her disappointment. “You don’t have time.” I told her. “Stay horny all day and I’ll take care of you when you get home.”
“There won’t be enough of you left by the time my slut of a sister gets done with you today.” She laughed as I dried her off. With a smack on the ass I sent her to the bedroom to get dressed while I made breakfast.
I slaved over the hot stove making her favorite omelet and toast. She came into the kitchen after getting dressed and sat at the table. I was a little miffed when she turned up her nose at the omelet I put in front of her, she pushed it away and nibbled on the toast and coffee. She could see I was upset and apologized.
“I’m sorry I’m just not hungry. I really don’t feel like eating this morning.” She explained.
The apology and a kiss was enough to mollify me. I ate the omelet rather than see it go to waste and we talked.
I started the conversation by saying “I’m a little worried about you and Tammy. I mean how are you going to get along when your parents get back. Life is certainly different the last week and a half than it will be when they return.”
“I know.” she answered “Its something I have been thinking about and talked to Tammy about when you were sleeping yesterday. We love our parents, but they can be really … stifling at times. So we both need to get out of there. I have to admit that I don’t think I ready to face their wrath by moving in here yet. So when I talked to Tammy I suggested she get a job in town and then with both of us working we can afford an apartment, hopefully in this building. I called the office yesterday and the people across the hall are moving out in a couple of weeks. So we would be close to you.”
“You know that a couple of weeks ago I never would have considered sharing an apartment with my little sister. That was before you reintroduced me to her and I realized how much I love her and how much she loves me and looks up to me. Anyway, she’s going to ask you to take her over to the hospital today to apply for a job. She took some tech courses in high school for nursing and she’s hoping she will be able to get a nurses aid job.”
“I’d be glad to take her over.” I said.
She smiled at me, “I know you would. If she gets the job and because she doesn’t have a car. My parents will think it’s a good idea for us to share an apartment. They think we don’t get along, which we didn’t before, so they figure we’ll keep each other in line.”
“That sounds like a plan. I was considering asking you to move in with me but was hesitating. I guess I was a little scared after going though the shit with my ex-wife, I didn’t want to repeat it. But I think I’m over that now. If you want to I’d be happy to have you live with me.” I offered
“That’s sweet and thank you. I may take you up on that later but one step at a time with my parents. First we let them meet the nice guy who watches out for us, then you can become a friend, then my boyfriend, then my live-in. I don’t want them to go into fits all at once.” She said “For now I have to go to work. You go back to bed and screw my little sister silly, she loves you almost as much as I do you know.”
She gave me a hug and a kiss as she got up and left. I cleaned up the mess I had made and went back to join Tammy in bed. I was ready for a “little lovin” after having showered with Tina.
I crawled back under the sheets and cuddled up next to a naked Tammy. She was warm and as usual ready and willing despite being asleep. As I snuggled up against her back to lay in spoon fashion she wiggled back into me and got comfortable. I draped an arm over her and began to trace slow circles around her nipples. I got an immediate reaction as they stiffened to attention, I continued to tease her tits for a few minuets before moving my hand down to her ass. I loved moving my hand around on her smooth ass and just gently squeezing it. I occasionally let a finger wander to her pussy and I would brush across her lips. Not hard just a little touch. It took only a few of these before she was wet and I could easily slide a finger up and down her slit and finally into her pussy. She gave a little moan as I slipped it in and pushed back on me. I pushed the digit in a little farther and began to slowly stroke it in and out. She responded to my efforts but still had not woke up so I slid it out and placed my dick at her entrance and slowly slid it up and down her slit with my hand until it was juiced up real well. Stopping at her pussy entrance I applied pressure with my hips and slid it into her. That brought a loud groan as she spread her legs to give me better access. Slowly, I started to pump on her. At some point she woke up.
“What a wonderful way to wake up.” she breathed heavily.
“I’m glad you like it. I figured since Tina went to work we could have a little time together.” I answered.
“I like your ideas.” She said as I continued to pump. After a minute or so I pulled out and rolled her over on her belly, I got between her legs and grasped her waist to lift her butt up a bit to give me access as I plunged in again. Now as I pumped on her I reached around and started to run my finger tip very gently over her clit. That brought an immediate reaction as she humped back into me with a vengeance. In seconds I felt her pussy tighten on my dick as her orgasm neared climax and then suddenly I felt her release as the juices flowed out over my cock, down my balls and onto my thighs. I slowed down my pace allowing her to relax and enjoy the euphoria. Once again I pulled out and rolled her over. Now she was on her back and I wanted to get my face down between her legs and munch away.
I love eating pussy. The only two things that beat it are getting a blow job and fucking and depending on my mood not necessarily in that order. So I let my tongue go to work on her. I ran it up and down her slit, getting the juices all worked up. Then flicking her clit with the tip and moving down to lick out her insides as best as I could reach. Times like this I wish I had a 10 inch tongue, just so I could get it all. But instead I have to suffer with the old standard model and do the best I could. My best was apparently good enough as only a minute or so after I started she grabbed my head and shoved it deeper into her pussy, “You’re going to make me cum again! I’m cumming!” she shouted and I tasted her sweet juices flooding my mouth.
After I had sucked up all there was to get I crawled up to her face and kissed her, as I did she began to lick her juices off of my face. My dick was still hard as I had not cum yet myself and now it was resting in her slit between her spread legs and it wanted to get in to the warmth and wetness of her pussy again. I started to slide it in when she stopped me. “Do me like you did Tina last night, hard and fast.”
I backed off and drew her legs up onto my shoulders before I reentered her and I began to pound with all I had. Now I was ready to blow my load I was so worked up my balls were beginning to ache. So I pounded her with everything I had. I looked down and watched as her tits bounced with each stroke. Then I felt my own orgasm rising and with a final hard shove drove into her as deep as I could go and sent my sperm into her with force. Each spurt brought a little grunt from her. Finally I was done and the last of it dribbled out and I held still while the post orgasmic sensitivity passed. Then I laid down next her and held her in an embrace. As I laid there holding her she whispered into my ear. “I love when you fuck me, I love when you eat me, I love to suck your cock, I love watching you fuck my sister but I especially love feeling you sperm swimming in me. I love you.” Then we both fell asleep.
She woke me about 2 hours later, woke me by giving me a blow job. She was sucking me into her mouth and taking me down her throat when she noticed I was awake. She looked up at me and took my dick out of her mouth. “I was wondering how long it would take to wake you. You did so well on me earlier I wanted to just suck you till you cum in my mouth, I want to taste your cum again” then she went back to work rolling my dick around in her mouth and running her tongue up and down it as she swallowed me. Since I had fucked her earlier I knew this would take a while so I relaxed and let her work her tongue and lips around me. It was a very good blowjob and she worked it nonstop until I started to swell even bigger than normal and shot my reduced load into her mouth. She took it and rolled it around in her mouth before swallowing and then went back to work cleaning me up.
We laid together for a while before she spoke again. “I need to ask a favor.” She said
“What’s that?” I asked
“Could you take me over to the hospital so I can apply for a job. They’re hiring nurse’s aids and Tina and I talked about it and I want to try to get a job in town.” She answered.
“I’d be happy to take you over.” I answered. “Besides I talked to Tina this morning and she told me the plan you guys made. So let’s get our lazy asses out of bed get showered and get moving.” As I said the last I reached down and smacked her hard on the ass.
“OW! That hurt! You shouldn’t do that you know.” She admonished me.
“Why’s that” I asked as I started to get up.
“Cause it makes me horny when you do that.” She said with an evil grin.
I stopped and stared at her for a second before I said, “So what would happen if I gave you a spanking?”
“I’d probably cum on your lap” She answered, not losing the grin.
“Well maybe we’ll have to try that sometime.” I offered as I pulled her to her feet and toward the bathroom.
We showered and dressed with a minimum of fooling around and I took her out job hunting. The first application struck gold. They were indeed hiring at the local hospital and were so eager to hire her that they interviewed, hired and did all the paperwork without letting her out of their sight. They even gave her a check as a sign-on bonus to help her out with uniforms and shoes and such.
She had been in there so long I was beginning to worry and had just about decided to go look for her when I saw her running across the parking lot, waving the check at me. They had put her on the schedule to start the next week, she was so proud and excited. She wanted to go tell Tina immediately so we drove over to see Tina at work. Both girls were jumping around with excitement. They calmed down after a few minutes and I pointed out that we had some work to do and Tina had a few hours more on her shift. I promised to take them to dinner to celebrate and off we went again.
I took Tammy to the bank to open an account so she could cash her check and then to the store where she could get the uniforms she needed as well as those ugly but serviceable shoes that nurses used to wear. She still had a few days before she had to report for her first shift but I wanted to get the stuff done while we could. We finished up and still got home with a couple of hours to spare before Tina got home. I stretched out on the couch to watch some TV and Tammy squeezed in next to me.
She got bored quickly and decided it would be fun to tickle me. Now I am ticklish in a few spots and she managed to find them. I resisted and that started a wrestling match, one she had no hope of winning as I had twice the weight on her. I got her hands behind her back and held them there with my left hand and put her across my lap. Thoughts of our conversation earlier about spanking were in my mind and I decided to see what would happen with a light spanking. So I pulled down her pants and exposed her ass. That did not quite satisfy my desire to dominate so I pushed them down around her knees and administered the first crack with my bare hand. It wasn’t hard just enough to sting.
She squealed and I brought my hand down again and again. After 5 whacks I stopped “Are you going to behave now?” I asked.
She was laughing through tears. “Yes, until you let me go.” She answered.
“Ok a few more whacks then.” I ordered and proceeded to administer 5 more cracks across the ass but this time I wet my hand from a glass of water on the table. I still wasn’t putting any force behind it but her butt was definitely getting red. After the fifth crack I stopped and asked again “Are you going to behave now?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll behave.” She called out still laughing.
“The proper response is, yes master. Say it.” I ordered.
“Fuck you.” she laughed at me.
“That was not the proper response.” I said as I brought my hand down again and again. I put more force behind it this time playing the role out a little farther. I lost count of the number of times I brought my hand down. But soon the laughter stopped to be replace by squeals. About the same time I noticed that she was squirming around on my lap. Finally she began to call out. “Please stop, I’ll be good. Please stop…master.”
Once I heard the “master” I stopped but did not release her. “Are you going to behave?” I asked.
“Yes master.” She replied
“Are you going to do exactly what you’re told, when you’re told?” I asked
“Yes Master.” She answered.
I returned my finger to her pussy and ran it in and out a few more times, a little more slowly this time so she could get some enjoyment out of it. Then I withdrew from her pussy and again put my finger at her asshole. This time she did not tense up. I ran it around her butt hole a little and applied a little pressure, but not enough to go in yet. “Do you want me to do this?” I asked
She looked back over her shoulder at me and shook her head yes. So I applied more pressure and felt my finger slide in. I pushed it into the second knuckle. She pushed her ass back on my hand a little. “So, I guess you like that.” I said
“Yes master. I like everything you do to me. I am your bitch, your slut and your slave.” She answered. I was surprised. She had taken to this game immediately and enjoyed it. I ran my finger in and out of her ass a few times before letting it slide out all the way. I released her hands.
“Stand up and strip all your clothes off.” I ordered. She complied immediately and stood there for me waiting her next order. I rose and went to the spare room closet and retrieved a piece of rope I kept there for when I had to move things in a truck. I cut off about 6 ft and tied the end in a loop so that I now had a piece of rope with a loop in one end and a tail about 4 ft long.
“You were bad today and you will be punished.” I said. “You will be the house slave today. You will wear this rope as a sign of your slavery, you will remain naked and you will serve me anyway I demand all day. You will also serve anyone who enters this house in the same way.”
Her eyes suddenly got big. “What about strangers?” She asked
“Anyone!” I answered “If you’re not careful I will call everyone I know and invite them over, I may even go out and invite people walking down the street in.”
“Yes master.” She answered.
I draped the rope around her neck. The tail hung down to below her knees and as she stood there I realized how turned on I was. She stood there straight and tall, almost at attention, naked except for the makeshift collar and leash. Then I began to feel a little guilty. “What if she didn’t realize this was a game?” I thought to myself.
“Tammy,” I said softly, “this is just a game, if you don’t want to play all you have to do is say STOP, and we will stop, Ok”
She smiled at me and answered “Ok, I’m having fun so far. I know you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. You love me too much.”
I stood there and realized she was right. I did love her and her sister. But that did not stop me from having my fun. I went and sat on the couch again leaving her standing in the center of the room.
“Get me a beer bitch.” I ordered. She scampered off to the kitchen and returned with a cold one from the frig. “What took so long?” I demanded.
“I’m sorry master. I moved as fast as I could.” She answered.
“No excuses, Bend over.” I demanded. She bent at the waist and I quickly grabbed the tail of rope and smacked her across the ass with it. She yelped and stood up. “Did I tell you to straighten up.”
“No master.” She answered
“That’s two lashes for disobedience. Now bend over again.”
“Yes master.” She said as she bent to receive her two lashes across the ass. I gave her two good whacks with the rope, hard enough to show red marks but not raise welts. Then I kept her running around doing various things, dusting, fetching things, whatever I could think of.
Time passed quickly and suddenly Tina came walking in the door. She took in the strange sight of her sister kneeling on the living room floor, naked, with a piece of rope around her neck and just looked at me with a question on her face.
“She was misbehaving so now she is being punished. She is the house slave and will serve anyone who is in the house in anyway they want. If she fails to perform properly or satisfactorily she gets spanked.” I explained.
Tina stared at the two of us for a minute, then a smile crossed her face. “You have no idea how long I have waited for this day.” She said with a truly evil grin. “How do I get her to do something?’
“Watch.” I said “Bitch get Tina a drink.” Tammy sprung up from her place on the floor and ran to the kitchen and returned with a cold soda and knelt before her sister with the can held up
“How did you do this.” She asked me.
“It’s just a game we started playing, mostly by accident.” I said.
“Oh I am going to like playing this game!” Tina said as she sat down on the couch with me. “Bitch remove my shoes.”
Tammy quickly knelt in front of her sister and took her shoes off for her.
“Oh this is good!” Tina said with relish. “What can I have her do? I mean what do I really want my little sister to do to get even for all the shit she caused me over all these years? I know. A bath would feel really good after a long day at work. Bitch, draw a hot bath.”
“Yes master.” Tammy said as she began to run to the bathroom.
“Wrong!” I said and she froze in place. “I am Master I am a man. Tina is a woman and she is Mistress. Three lashes. Bend over.”
Tammy looked at me and bent over without hesitating. “You are the one she insulted do you want to punish her or should I.”
“You mean I can spank her on the ass?” Tina asked
“No she gets lashes with the rope for that one.” I corrected
Tina walked over to Tammy and took the end of the rope. “How hard do I do it.”
“Hard enough so she feels it but not hard enough to really hurt her.” I said.
With that Tina swung the rope three times in rapid succession. She smacked her harder than I had, hard enough to get a yelp from Tammy. Then she stopped and looked at me with a question. I walked over and inspected the marks. She had raised minor welts. I stuck my hand between Tammy’s legs and checked her pussy. Wet as ever. I looked at Tina and told her. “Check her out she loves this see how wet she is.” Tina reached out and put her hand to her sister’s pussy.
Tina Exclaimed “My God, she’s dripping. You’re right she loves it! Go draw my bath Bitch.”
Tammy scampered to the bathroom and we heard the water start to run into the tub. Tina stood there staring into the direction of the bathroom with a look of incredibility on her face. “I can’t believe how much she seems to get off on this.” She finally said. “I don’t know if I could do what she’s doing.”
“You don’t have to.” I answered. “It’s a game. She knows it and when she gets tired of it or doesn’t want to play anymore she will say “Stop” and we will stop. Those are the rules we set.”
“After being smacked around by that asshole I used to live with, I don’t know if I could play the part.” She said to me.
“You don’t have to unless you want to but keep in mind there is a difference between an asshole beating a woman and a love tap. You don’t mind when I give you a smack on the ass. You usually smile at me or giggle.” I pointed out.
“Yeah, that’s different, you’re playing and doing it with love and I trust you.” She stopped at that and stared at me it was as though a light had gone on. “That’s why she likes it so much she knows you’re playing and doing it out of love. Right?”
“You’d have to ask her but I think you’re right.” I answered.
Right about then Tammy came out of the bathroom, “Mistress your bath is ready.” She said. Tina looked at me and smiled, then turned and headed for the bathroom. She ordered Tammy to undress her and I watched as Tammy removed her clothing one piece at a time. Tina stepped into the tub to test the water, she let her foot set all the way in and turned to her sister. “It’s acceptable but next time, make it hotter.”
“Yes Mistress.” Tammy replied.
Tina got all the way in and sat down and I watched as Tammy kneeled by the side of the tub and began to wash her sister’s naked body. It wasn’t long before Tina’s eyes began to go half closed as she enjoyed the attention her body was receiving. Tammy first ran the wash cloth over her back slowly and gently she used the hot wet cloth to massage her sisters back and shoulders then she moved around to her chest. “Make sure you pay special attention to her nipples” I ordered. Tammy did. She gently ran the cloth over her sister’s tits and around her nipples slowly massaging each one till it reached its full erect state. Then she moved down to rub her legs down. She ran her hands up and down each leg with gentleness and when she had finished that she started to wipe off her pussy. “”I want that clean enough to eat off of.” I ordered. Tammy looked back at me and without hesitation said “Yes master.” Then returned her attention to her sister’s pussy. Very carefully washing it. Sliding her hand and the washcloth up and down her sister’s slit and as Tinaautomatically spread her legs, up into her hole.
It was only a few strokes like this before Tina opened her eyes and spread her legs farther apart and ordered her sister, “Pleasure me bitch.”
Tammy then went to work finger fucking her sister. She inserted two fingers in her pussy and began to pump them as her thumb rested on her clit and massaged it. While her hand worked her sister’s pussy she bent over and took a nipple in her mouth and began to suck it in. She massaged her sister’s pussy and sucked her tit until Tina gave a shudder and a moan in her orgasm. She let out a breathy “Enough.” That told Tammy to stop.
As she came down from her sexual high she looked at her sister and said “You did that well slave. We will have to find a way to reward you. What reward would you like.”
Tammy beamed with pride and happiness. “Whatever the Mistress thinks best.” She answered.
Tina rose to get out of the tub. “Dry me while I consider this” She said.
Both girls, it seemed were getting into the game and enjoying it. As Tammy dried her sister with the towel Tina considered, finally she offered “Perhaps we will allow you to have the pleasure of being fucked by the master. Is that a good enough reward.”
“Yes Mistress that would be wonderful. Could he fuck my ass Mistress is that too much reward?” Tammy answered.
We both stared at her for a second before Tina answered. “I suppose that that is OK. But you will have to be prepared for it. I think we will wait till after dinner to reward you.”
“Thank you Mistress.” Tammy answered.
“I was going to take us out to dinner to celebrate Tammy’s new job. So why don’t we suspend the game until we get home?” I offered.
Both girls looked disappointed. “You don’t want to go out in public with a rope around your neck do you.” I asked.
“No, I guess not.” Tammy answered.
“Don’t worry as soon as we get home we can start the game again. Pick up where we left off and if you’re really good I might have a surprise for you.” I offered. “Now since this is your celebration where would you like to go.
She gave me a hug and a kiss and choose to go to a pizza place that was located in the local mall. A place where her friends hung out. I suspected that it was as much to show off to her friends as anything else. But I agreed.
The girls dressed and I waited. It did not take them long to get ready and soon we were off. As I suspected there were a bunch of Tina’s friends at the pizza place and she made a show of tucking her arm into mine and saying hello to everyone she knew and when we were seated she sat so close to me that she was practically in my lap. She hung all over me while we waited for our dinner and while we ate. Tina watched the show with humor and allowed her sister to monopolize me because she knew what she was up to, showing off to her friends.
When we finished dinner I sent the girls shopping saying that I had to go see if I could get the surprise I had planned. They headed off to browse the mall while I went in the other direction. I knew exactly where I was headed. I entered the shop I had been looking for and picked up the two items I wanted. Then as an after thought I decided to get two of each, incase Tina felt as though she wanted to play. I paid for my purchase then went to the card shop to get a gift box and have it wrapped before I met the girls at our arranged place and time.
They were standing there waiting for me. Their eyes immediately went to the bag I was carrying, trying to see through it with X-ray vision or something. I offered to take them for ice cream or walk around or whatever and they both told me they wanted to get home, as they took my arms and began pulling me toward the door.
Once we got home, barely in the door, Tammy began to strip off her clothes and start “playing” again. She got her clothes off and was going for the rope loop she had been wearing when I stopped her. “Here open your present first.” I offered. She took the package and ripped the paper off and opened the box. The look on her face was precious, first puzzlement then disappointment then with the dawn of understanding, delight and laughter. Tina looked at her in bewilderment as she demanded “let me see!”
Tammy held up her gift. It was a black leather dog collar and light chain leash. The collar was one of those studded ones with the spikes. The leash was the light chain ones they sell for small dogs, with black leather handle. Tammy started jumping around asking me to put it on her. She knew what it was for without my having to explain it. I snapped the collar in place and hooked the leash onto it. The length was perfect and it looked exceeding sexy on her. Her naked body standing there with the collar and the leash hanging down between her tits. I got an instant hard on. She stood there and looked at me for a minute before she went to her knees and said “Thank You master for my gift. It is much nicer than my old collar.”
Tina stood there looking at her and then at me. “I think I’m jealous.” She said.
“Do you want to play too?” I asked.
“Yeah, I think I want to try. So long as I can stop when I want.” She answered.
“If you want to not play anymore all you have to do is say STOP.” Tammy told her acting like the old pro.
At that point I handed Tina the other package. She looked at me then at the package. “You knew I would want to play also didn’t you.” She said.
Tina wasted no time in opening her package and trying on her matching collar and leash. She immediately went to her knees and looked me in the eyes. “Train me gently.” She said.
I bent down and gave her a gentle kiss “always.” I answered before giving a similar kiss to Tammy.
Tammy accepted the kiss and returned it then asked “Can I have my reward now?”
I looked down at both of them and said, “Ok, Bitch go to the bedroom. Tina get the lube and meet us there.”
I grabbed a drink from the frig and headed to the bedroom to find Tammy on the bed on all fours and Tina standing there holding a tube of K-Y. “Ok Tinalube her up and get her ready.” I watched as Tina squeezed out some lube onto her sisters asshole and rubbed it in a little. “Make sure you get some inside.” I ordered.
Tina looked at me and then slid a finger into her sister’s ass. Tammy pushed back onto her sister’s finger and began to work herself on it. “It looks like she likes it master.” Tina offered with a smile.
“Yes it does, now stretch her out a little so I don’t hurt her. Add another finger when she’s ready.” I said. Tina worked her finger in and out of her sister and pulled sideways occasionally before pulling her finger from her sister and adding more lube she inserted two fingers. That brought a groan from Tammy and she began fucking herself on her sisters fingers. Watching this got me really horny. Two beautiful girls, wearing studded collars and leashes, one finger fucking the others ass. I dropped my pants and underwear and peeled my shirt. I wanted some of this but I was having fun watching and gently stroking my dick..
I looked at Tina and found that while she had two fingers from her right hand buried in her sister’s asshole she had her left hand buried in her own pussy. That was about all I could take as I moved to the bed and told Tina. “Ok my turn now. Give me some lube.” She squirted a little lube on her hand and rubbed it into my dick. I positioned myself and aimed my cock at Tammy’s asshole. It was stretched out from her sister’s fingering and as I place the head of my cock against it I pushed. I slid right in and Tammy grunted. I waited a minute and began to slowly apply pressure. It wasn’t long before I was buried to the hilt in Tammy’s back door. I started to pump, slowly at first, then faster. “How do you like being ass fucked?” I asked her
“Just keep pumping and shut up.” She said.
I smacked her hard on the ass and said “Is that anyway to talk to your master?”
“I’m sorry master, I won’t do it again. Please keep fucking my ass.” She grunted out between strokes.
Tina had crawled up onto the bed to join us. She was sitting next to me watching my cock plunge in and out of her sister’s asshole as she played with herself. “Do you like watching this?” I asked Tina. She responded by nodding her head yes and not taking her eyes off of the sight inches away from her. It was not much longer before I knew I was getting close to cumming. So I sped up my strokes, then I felt the familiar feeling. I jammed myself as deep into her ass as I could go and let my seed pump into her colon. The sensation of my hot cum flooding her sent her over the edge and she shuddered beneath me and her pussy began leaking juices as she orgasamed.
I looked over at Tina as my vision cleared and found that she had her eyes closed and was ramming her fingers into her pussy as she too shuddered to orgasm. I stayed there holding my dick into Tammy’s ass while I slowly softened. Finally in shrunk enough to plop out and I collapsed on the bed. Tammy fell next to me and we both laid there. It was a minute or two later that I realized that somebody was washing me with a hot rag. I opened my eyes and found Tina cleaning me up and then as she finished she wiped her sister’s ass with the rag. She disappeared again and returned crawling in bed with us and lying on my other side. She reached out and hugged me then gave me a kiss.
We laid there recovering for a minute before I said, “Well Tammy, how did you like it. The first time you were ass fucked, how was it.”
She hesitated for a minute. “I liked it, it was fun and different and felt neat. But honestly I like having your dick in my pussy better. So if you ever want to you can do my ass but I really like feeling you cum in my pussy.”
Tina chimed in. “It must run in the family because that’s the way I feel about it. It’s Ok and once in a while I want it but mostly I would rather be pussy fucked. I have to admit that watching you get it up the ass was a real turn on though.”
“You were watching, how close were you?” Tammy asked.
“If she were any closer her nose would have gotten in the way” I teased .
We laid there teasing joking, stroking and talking for a while, before I decided to have some fun. “Come on slaves, time to get your lazy asses out of bed.” I announced. I got up and took hold of both leashes and led them into the living room. I lounged on the couch and had each of them sit on the floor in front of me. We played the rest of the evening. I put the TV on and had them turning the channel. Adjusting the sound, fetching me things from the kitchen and sucking my cock as I felt like it. As the evening wore on I was getting tired and I could tell the girls were also so I called a halt to the game and removed the collars.
We all headed for the bedroom and crawled in under the sheets. I laid down with one girl on each side of me and my arms around them as they rested their heads on my chest. Each leaned up and gave me a goodnight kiss before giving each other a kiss and we all drifted off to sleep. None of us had to be up particularly early the next day so we didn’t set the alarm.
I woke the next morning to find myself alone in the bed. I looked around and found neither girl in the bedroom so I headed for the bathroom to take care of morning needs. When I was through I went to the kitchen to get some coffee. I found the coffee made and the sisters sitting at my table each with a cup of coffee wearing nothing but the collars I took off them the previous night.
They looked at me and in unison said “Good morning Master.” Then sprang up and got my coffee for me. Tina brought me the morning paper while Tammy pulled out the chair for me to seat me. “Would the Master care for breakfast?” Tina asked.
I smiled “Just toast with butter and jelly.” I answered. I thought to myself “I guess they like the game we played last night.”
Tina fixed my toast for me while I read the paper, Tammy kneeled next to me ready for my command. I finished the paper, the coffee and the toast. Both girls were kneeling next to me now, naked except for the collars and leashes. It was still early and I was sitting here looking at these two naked women while my cock was at full attention. “What to do next?” ran through my head. What else, get laid.
“Tammy, stand up. Lean over the table.” I ordered and as she complied I stepped behind her and put my dick at the entrance to her pussy. I gave it a shove and buried myself into her. She groaned in response as I began to pump on her. I did not fuck her for long before I drew my dick out and turned to Tina. “Suck me clean bitch.” I ordered. She immediately took me in her mouth and swallowed my length then sucked on me as she moved her head back until I plopped out of her mouth with a pop. She opened her mouth to go back for seconds but I turned away and plunged back into her sister’s pussy. I repeated this rhythm for a few minutes before ordering Tina to the Table and Tammy to her knees. I was getting close to blowing my load now and wanted to put it into Tina. I let Tammy suck me off twice before I entered Tina for the last time and began to pump in earnest. It was only a few strokes before I let my seed loose into her. I pushed in as far as I could go while I drained myself. I held inside her till I softened and as I slid out of her I stepped back. “Clean my cum from your sister I ordered Tammy.”
Tammy jumped forward and immediately stuck her face into her sister’s pussy and began to lick and suck as much of my cum as she could get from it. She worked that sweet patch for a few minutes before we heard the whimpers from Tina. She was going to add her own cum to mine for her sister. This spurred Tammy on to greater efforts and in no time at all Tina was sprawled out over the kitchen table in orgasm while her sister lapped up our combined juices. As Tina’s orgasm came to its conclusion Tammy licked more slowly helping her sister down and back to reality. I stood there watching her eat her sister out with my dick dripping onto the floor and could feel the beginnings of another erection starting.
“Slaves, I want to shower. You will bathe me.” I ordered as I turned and walked to the bathroom. They rushed past me and were waiting for me in the bathroom. Tammy was starting the water running and Tina stood waiting to help me into the shower. I stepped in and both girls joined me and began washing my body. I allowed them to work on me. Running their soapy hands over my arms, my back, my chest and moving down to wash my legs. While they were on their knees I figured I would get my erection fully ready again as I had a desire to fuck Tammy now since I had done her sister already. “Bitch, suck my cock. Make it hard again.” I demanded as I turned to put it into Tina’s mouth.
She immediately sucked it in and began to work me toward another hardon. I ordered Tammy to stand up where I could reach her tits with my mouth. I sucked first one then the other into my mouth and played with her nipples with my tongue. She gave out little mews as I sucked and I knew she was enjoying the attention. Tina’s work on my dick had had the desired effect and I now had a raging hardon again. I took my mouth from Tammy’s tit and told them the shower was done as I stepped out they turned off the water and each girl grabbed a towel and began to dry me.
I had a plan formulating in my mind and I put it into action as they finished. “Tammy, you did a poor job of drying. You must be punished.” I said. Her eyes lit up a little as she answered me “Yes Master.”
“Tina, go get the wooden ruler from my desk drawer and bring it to the bedroom. Tammy, go to the bedroom.” Both girls scurried to obey. Tina met me in the bedroom holding the ruler looking a little apprehensive while Tammy stood there with a smile on her face and a gleam in her eye. Now I was sure that Tammy enjoyed the punishments. I had thought so before but now I could see I was right.
“Tammy bend over the bed and prepare to be punished.” I ordered. She was bent over with her ass sticking out even before I could finish. I took the ruler from Tina and pulled back. CRACK. I came down on Tammy’s ass cheek. CRACK. Again. Each stroke brought a little whimper from her. I gave her five strokes total and moved to the side to check on her. There were tears running down her face and I began to feel ashamed of myself for abusing her when she smiled at me and I noticed the lust in her eyes.
“I think I deserve more, Master. I am a bad girl. I need to learn to serve my master properly.” She said to me.
I looked at Tina who just smiled and shook her head in disbelief. I moved back to her rear and administered five more swats. By now her ass was cherry red and a quick glance I could see that her pussy was dripping wet. Literally dripping juice. I was still sporting the hardon that Tina had sucked me to and I wanted to use it. I stepped behind Tammy and in one quick motion I plunged into her and began to pump my meat back and forth. She grunted with each thrust. I glanced over at Tina and noticed she was playing with herself while she watched me fuck her sister from behind.
“Did I give you permission to pleasure yourself bitch?” I asked her.
“No Master.” She answered.
“Bend over next to your sister.” I demanded.
She hesitated for a second then complied. I brought the ruler down on her ass, not as hard as I had Tammy but with a definite crack. She jumped a little and I brought it down twice more. Each time pausing long enough for her to stop the game. But she didn’t, she took it. I pulled out of Tammy and stepped behind Tina and once again pushed my dick into her pussy. She was hot! The inside of her pussy was hot, she got turned on it seemed by the spanking. I fucked her for a minute before switching back to her sister. Once I had gone back to sticking my dick into Tammy, Tina began to stand up.
“Stay down bitch, I’m not done with you.” I ordered
“Yes Master” and she resumed the position. I kept this up for a few minutes, switching back and forth between the girls. Fucking first on then the other as both stayed bent over the bed. As I entered Tina again I figured I would let her get off so I reached around and began to play with her clit while I fucked her. As usual that brought her to an almost instant orgasm. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and the gush of warm wetness engulf me and begin to leak out and run over my balls. I slowed down a little and let her come down before I pulled out. I still wasn’t done yet or done with Tammy either. I picked up the ruler and used it on Tammy again. Not as hard as before but enough to sting, I brought it down.
Having now spanked her with the ruler until her ass was cherry red I plunged in for a good fuck. I talked to her as I rammed my dick into her pussy. “Have you learned your lesson slave?”
“Yes Master.” She answered.
“Will you perform poorly again?”
“I am so bad master that I probably will and you will have to punish me again.”
“Do you want to be punished again Bitch?” I asked
“I deserve to be punished master. It feels so good to be shown the correct way to behave. You may punish me anytime master.” She answered.
I knew she liked the spankings. Now we all knew it. I brought the ruler down on her ass as I fucked her. With each stroke of the ruler her pussy clamped down on my dick and squeezed it. After about the fifth stroke of the ruler she clamped down on me and let out a combination of groan and scream as she came. I pulled out immediately and she came so hard that it was running out of her pussy under pressure. She had cum like this before but never in this position where Tina and I could watch her ejaculate. As she finished her orgasm she collapsed on the bed and laid there. I got in behind her again and let my meat slide into her slowly, gently I fucked her and then my own orgasm began to build, my balls began to tingle and I felt the rush of cum down my cock and spurt into Tammy’s waiting womb, my seed flowed.
“Thank you Master. That was wonderful punishment.” She purred as I collapsed next to her. I motioned for Tina to join us and she crawled into bed and lay on my other side. I removed first her collar and then her sisters.
“Game’s over for now.” I said “Tina has to go to work in a couple of hours and needs to get ready and you have to go to orientation at the hospital.”
“I don’t want it to be over. I have fun playing the game.” Tammy pouted.
“Do you like when I spank you?”
“Well it hurts but it’s kind of fun, and it definitely gets me wet.” She responded with a huge grin.
“You’re sister is a pervert.” I said to Tina.
“I’ve been telling you she’s a slut. But nobody was listening.” Tina laughed in answer while Tammy just laid there with a huge grin on her face. I hugged them both to me and we lay together talking and teasing until Tina decided it was time to get ready for work. She made Tammy get up and get dressed so she could drop her off at her orientation on her way to work. I got up and walked to the living room without bothering to get dressed. Nudity had become the norm around here anyway. I lounged on the couch with the TV on until the girls kissed me goodbye. Each of them leaned over and gave me a tender kiss on the lips then each kissed my dick before they left.
I had some planning to do tomorrow would be the last full day I would have both girls staying with me. After that they would be heading home to arrive and get things settled in a few hours before their parents were to return from their church retreat. I wanted to do something special with them but couldn’t decide what.
I spent the rest of the day wracking my brain for an idea of how to make the next day special for the girls, since it was to be the last full day we had together before their parents returned from the church retreat they had been to for the last two weeks. Unfortunately I was drawing a blank. So I set about making dinner for that evening for the three of us. Homemade spaghetti sauce with meatballs and garlic bread. One of the few things I could make well. I put plans for the next day on the back burner and figured I would bring it up with them over dinner to see what they wanted to do.
I had dinner ready when they walked through the door that evening. Tina had picked up Tammy from the orientation session she had for her new job and they arrived hungry and tired from a day of work. I had them both sit in the living room and poured them each a glass of wine with orders to put their feet up and relax for a few minutes while I finished getting dinner on the table. A few minutes later I announced dinner and we all sat down to a simple dinner and conversation.
Tammy was excited by the prospect of starting her first job but a little overwhelmed by the paperwork. She had brought most of it home with her to ask my assistance in filling it out. I agreed that after dinner we would go over it. Tina was quiet throughout the meal. I sensed that she was a little upset at having our little short term live in end so soon and allowed her to brood in silence. I had, after all, given her the option of moving in if she choose but she had felt it was too soon to inflict her parents on me all at once.
We all enjoyed our dinner and conversation and as we were finishing I brought up the subject of the next day with them. “I spent most of the day trying to figure out what we could do tomorrow. I figured that since it is the last day we would have together, I would like to do something special for you girls but I don’t know what.”
Tina and Tammy looked at each other from across the table and Tina said, “We were talking about it on the way home and we want to do something for you. You have done so much for us the last two weeks and we want to thank you.”
“What are you talking about? All I did was take us all to the shore for a couple of days and buy you some clothes. No big deal. It’s not like I flew you to the French Riviera or anything. Besides I got a lot out of it too. I was able to have sex with two beautiful women and a couple of other pretty nice ones too.”
Tina looked at Tammy again and answered me, “It’s not just that. We really did enjoy it, the clothes, the people, going out, the beach, and the sex. You may not realize what you did for us. You brought us together. You forced me to get to know my sister and realize how much I do love her. You showed me that there is love and there is lust and that there is a difference.”
Tammy chimed in. “For me you showed me that my sister wasn’t somebody to be jealous of that she was someone I could be happy for when she was happy, that I could help her be happy instead of trying to ruin her day for the hell of it. You showed me that there is a world out there and that my life did not have to include a bunch of hypocrites pretending to be pious. God I hated that, all those assholes preaching and then running around behind everybody’s back. But most of all you made a woman of me and did it with love instead of in the back seat of a car. No wham bang thank you ma’am. You cared. I don’t think I will ever meet anyone that I would more want to give my virginity to. I’ve had a lot of boys and men want it and try to convince me to give it up but you were the one.”
“You see. As far as we’re concerned you are a very special man. Besides the fact that you are great in bed and can even satisfy both of us at the same time. You have showed us more in the last couple of weeks than anybody else ever has. But like you we could not think of anything special enough for you.”
I looked at both of them and decided that we had a pretty good thing going and I was very lucky. “Well how about if we just hang out here tonight, relax, maybe rent a movie and we will deal with tomorrow when it comes.”
Tina smiled and offered, “That sounds like a plan. So I will clean up the mess you made making this dinner and you and Tammy go to the video store and pick out a movie or two for us. On the way back stop at the grocery and get us some munchies.”
With those instructions Tammy and I headed out. Now the only video store around was in the local shopping mall, so as we entered it was no great surprise that one of Tammy’s friends from school was behind the counter. I went to browse the selection while Tammy caught up with her friend. I picked out a new release that I had not seen and another that I thought the girls would like and I approached the check out counter. Tammy approved of my choices and I handed them over to her friend who bagged my selections and handed the bag to Tammy. I glanced at the bag and thought it looked larger than it should have for two tapes but decided that maybe they were both two reelers and dropped the thought as I paid for our selections. Next we hit the grocery and picked up movie necessities, popcorn, chips, dip etc. Then on to home, Tina had the kitchen clean when we arrived and was just finishing loading the dishwasher. I was ordered to go change into comfortable clothes, which to Tina meant my running shorts and a T shirt while she and Tammy reviewed my movie selections. While I was getting changed Tammy came into the bedroom and started to undress. Once she was down to her underwear she asked my help with her bra. She dropped that and slid out of her panties before she turned and gave me a hug and a kiss. I reached up to grab a handful of tit and she melted into my embrace as readily as always but them broke it off and said “Later.” Then she put on the oversized T shirt she used for lounging around in and occasionally sleeping in, when we left it on that is.
We moved into the living room where Tina was setting up the tape. “Tammy, would you do the popcorn while I get changed?” she asked and she headed for the bedroom to return in her oversized T shirt. Tammy joined us with a big bowl of popcorn and I found myself quite comfortably on the couch with a sister on each side leaning against me. I once again pondered on how lucky I was, to have these two beautiful women who both apparently were in love with me and treated me like a king. Whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted they never denied me anything. I had gotten used to having them both around all the time and knew it was going to be lonely around here once they went back home, at least until they got there plan in motion and moved in across the hall.
The next two hours drifted by, we watched the movie and ate our popcorn and cuddled on the couch. It was a quite and comfortable evening. The movie finished and we all got up and took our turns in the bathroom, being a gentleman I let the girls go first and took last place in line. When I finished and came out Tina was calling at me to hurry up that the next movie was starting. I remember thinking that they must have decided to watch both films in one sitting so I moved back to my space on the couch and sat down.
The movie had started and I watched about 30 seconds and realized it was not one I had chosen. “They gave me the wrong movie.” I exclaimed.
“Really, well the stores closed now so we might as well watch it.” Tammy offered.
I settled back and started to watch the movie, feeling a little disgruntled at not getting what I paid for. I had no idea what we were watching but soon realized what it was as I saw a woman on the screen answer her door to find an appliance repairman and in 60 seconds flat she had his dick out and she was sucking him off on the screen. They had given me a porno film!
Now keep in mind that this was in the mid 80’s( I may have forgotten to write this in first chapter), VCR’s were new and the adult film industry was still kept under the counter at the few video stores that there were and even the stores that had adult films under the counter did not admit to it unless you were a regular customer. So I was a little shocked and apprehensive. Would my girls get offended or think it gross. I doubted it as we had all experienced group sex only a few days before and they were not in the least inhibited around me. But still, this was the kind of film you showed at a bachelor party, or at a boy’s night out poker game. Not with your girlfriend(s) sitting next to you. I carefully watched Tina and Tammy for reaction. What would they think? How would they react?
What I noticed was that they watched it as they would any other film and I started to relax a little. I glanced over at Tina and saw that her half inch nipples were standing straight out at attention as the blonde on screen deep throated the appliance repair man’s dick.
“I thought all the guys in these movies were supposed to be well hung?” Tina asked. “That guy is nothing special, he’s not even as big as you.”
Talk about a way to inflate a guy’s ego! We watched more as they guy laid the woman over the back of the couch and started pounding her then as the paperboy walked through the open door and offered his dick to her mouth as she was fucked from behind. I glanced over at Tammy and saw that she had her hand in her crotch under her T shirt, nothing new there she was about the horniest girl I had ever met. Then at Tina, she was absently rubbing her tit while she watched. I had grown a wicked hardon with all the sex going on, both on the screen and sitting on either side of me. I figured, “what the hell” and reached my hand into my shorts to stroke myself a little. Before I could get to my target, Tina grabbed my hand. “Save it for us later.” She said with a smile on her face.
So I sat for a while longer and watched as the blond finished with the appliance guy and the paperboy and her friend came to visit, a redhead with huge tits and before long the blond was sucking the redhead’s tits and then her pussy when some guy enters the scene and both women jump him and practically rape him. “I know how that guy feels.” I quipped. That brought a giggle from both girls.
By this time Tammy had her T shirt up around her waist and was working her pussy full force and Tina had her own fingers busy. “This is not fair.” I complained. Both of you are playing with yourselves and I can’t get any relief. They both looked at me and I watched as evil grins spread across their faces. Then to tease me further they took their hands from their pussies and offered their pussy soaked fingers to each other. Not I was starting to get desperate.
Here I sat with my two women on either side of me, watching a porn movie while they openly played with themselves and then licked their juices from each others fingers. My dick was straining to come out of the waistband of my shorts and I was beginning to feel some real pain. Then they made it worse. After they finished cleaning each others fingers off they sat up and pulled their T shirts off and laid down against me. Now I had two naked women leaning against me, watching a porn movie while they openly played with themselves and then licked their juices from each others fingers.
Well now I at least had access to their bodies and could tease them a little while they watched me suffer. I let a hand roam over each of their bodies lingering on their tits and then moving to their pussies to tease them. So now I was brining them to the state they had me in. We watched the movie like this as the blond took on another guy who may have been her husband home for lunch then went shopping and got fucked in the dressing room at a store in the mall. About the time this happened I let my fingers slide into the girl’s pussies. Tammy broke first, she had the least self control where sex was involved.
“I can’t stand it any more.” She said as she pulled the waistband to my shorts down and exposed my cock. Without pause she immediately dropped her mouth down on me and began to suck me off.
Now since I was getting some attention I drove three fingers into Tina and she moaned in appreciation. Both girls were as hot as I was and it took only a minute of finger fucking before Tina’s pussy clenched down on me hand as she orgasamed. Tammy was going to town sucking me off but she was being careful to not let me cum and I soon knew why. She came up for air and kissed me, passionately, then leaned over and kissed his sister before she swung her leg over me and straddled my dick. I slid inside her with no effort at all and she began to ride me.
While Tammy rode me, Tina pushed me so I slid off of the couch and was sitting on the floor with my head resting on the couch cushions. Before I knew what was happening she had my head pinned back and had her pussy on my mouth and was grinding into me. I was in heaven getting fucked by one sister while the other rode my face. But unfortunately their teasing had had its effect and I felt my balls tighten and my sperm rush up my prick and shoot into Tammy’s womb. I pumped spurt after spurt of baby juice into her womb and it had its effect because as I pumped into her I felt her clamp onto my cock and squeeze it in her own orgasm.
Tammy sat still on my cock allowing it to drain into her fully while I continued to eat her sister. Now that I could concentrate I used my tongue to find her clit and gently flicked back and forth over it as I felt her build to another climax. I flicked her back and forth and suddenly drove it deep into her cunt, pushing as far as I could reach and sucking at the same time. That did it and she started to cum, she leaked juice down onto my face faster than I could suck it up and it ran down my chin, onto my neck and then to my chest. I felt her pussy start to relax and I felt another flood of pussyjuice flow down me then I felt a tongue on my own nipples and chest as Tammy leaned in and began to lick her sisters cum from me.
As her orgasm ended and she came down from her sexual high Tina slid off my face and onto the floor next to me. “We were going to tease you all night and then fuck the hell out of you.” Tina said as she rested against my shoulder.
“We still may be able to fuck the hell out of him.” Tammy offered. “She shot a huge wad into me and he’s still rock hard inside me. See.” As she slid off me and exposed my still hard dick.
Tina smiled and asked “My turn?” as she bent over and took me into her mouth cleaning her sisters juices off of me in the process.” Tammy sat next to me on the floor and leaned against me as she stroked my arms and chest. “Go for it. I hope he makes you cum again Sis.” She sighed.
Tina picked her head up and said “Come on lets take him to the bedroom.” As she took my hand and led me to our bed with Tammy holding the other one.Tina laid on the bed and spread her legs in what has been an invitation to men from women since the beginning of time. I responded in the way men always have. I crawled between her legs and sunk my cock into her pussy and began to slowly work it in and out. Tammy laid next to us and kissed her sister then kissed me. “I get him again when you’re done.” She told Tina.
I began to pump away, quickly losing myself in the sexual ecstasy. As I fucked Tina, Tammy ran her hands over both of us, occasionally stopping to kiss me or her sister or suck her sister’s tit into her mouth and chew on the nipple a little. Tina slipped into the world of sexual fulfillment and whispered to us, “Do you know what my dream is?”
“No, tell me what’s your dream.” I answered as I slid my meat in and out.
“That one day you will fuck me like this and I will end up carrying your child. That would be the most wonderful thing I could imagine”
I was so lost in the moment that all I could do was answer “That would be wonderful. I would like that.”
“After you make Tina pregnant, can I have your baby too?” Tammy asked
“Of course you can. It would make me proud to make you both pregnant.” I breathed as my balls tightened and the cum rushed up my cock again and splashed into Tina’s womb.
“Talk about thinking with the wrong head! What did I just promise? Who cares I just got laid again” All ran through my head as I shot my load into the older of the two sisters. I collapsed on the bed between the girls and lay there enjoying the attention and the tenderness that flowed from both of them. We lay together for a while before Tammy decided she was horny again and began to take me into her mouth. She worked me until I was hard again and then asked me to fuck her with her legs in the air and her back on the bed. I slid between her legs and put them on my shoulders as I kneeled at her pussy and paid homage to it as well as any man could. I fucked her for what seemed like forever before I finally came again and slid into the oblivion of exhausted sleep.

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Alien Possession

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Sinful Seduction

Alexus Rogers, was in tears again wondering how her loving husband had turned into such a monster. Stephen Rogers is 5 years Alexus’ senior and owner of a chain of gyms called “Better Bodies”; he had been loving, sweet and romantic when Alexus had meet him. But now, a year after they were married, her once affectionate husband had changed completely; he now blamed her for everything that went wrong, criticized her for everything she did and pushed her violently on more than one occasion.