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Red Hawk the Spear Maker(Part 1 Bannishment)
This takes place on the planet Surnova during the end of their dinosaur period. The human’s here evolved faster than did their counter parts on Earth
Hi my name is Red Hawk. That was the first bird my dad saw when I was born, hence the name. I am the chief spear maker for our tribe. I have been since dad was killed by the bite of a poisonous snake. I started learning the trade when I was four years old, which was 13 years ago. Chief spear maker title has been in our family for as long as I have known about it. Dad was, so was my granddad, and so was his dad.
There is a lot to know about spear making, picking the right stones to chip into a spear head. Getting the right shafts to make the spear. Each hunter in our tribe takes a different type of spear. Wolfgard our chief takes the heaviest, and Stumpy takes the lightest. I need to have plenty of inventory to take care of them all.
Then there is the ritual, where I capture a bird and give the chant and release the bird. If the bird fly’s straight, and then so will that spear. You had to make sure and pick the right bird, because each fly’s in a different pattern.
Usually when they go out to hunt, I stay back and help protect the women and elderly. The fire starter, and the shaman also stay back with me. If we are planning to stay in an area for a while, then the tents will spring up, if not we sleep under the stars. The tribe is ever moving in search of food.
Usually twice a year we head to the great meeting grounds to mingle with other tribes. We trade with each other. Also look to take a mate if the timing and age are right. It is handed down in the tribe laws by the shaman, which says we must not mate within the tribe. Nobody questions the tribal law.
At the last gathering at the meeting grounds, I meet up with an old spear maker. He gave me a throwing stick. He told me this stick has great magic in it. If I was worthy, the stick would reveal the magic to me. I played with the stick, but for the life of me, I could not get it to work. I could not get a spear to work with this magic stick.
The tribe camped in a great meadow. There were some giant bisons in there. The hunters started a fire drive to trap the bisons into the river. But one spot in the meadow was damp and did not burn like the rest of the meadow. The worst hunter Stumpy was there to try and block the bison’s escape. He failed as he stabbed at a big bull bison and his spear was just brushed off. The rest of the hunters tried to get there to help him, but they were to far away.
The hunters came back to the fire in the late afternoon, tired and hungry from chasing the giant bisons. As they settled around the fire for the night. Wolfgard leaped to his feet with club in hand, as a pack of wild dogs swept in to attack. The hunters went on the offence to protect the women.
This is one of my few chances to use a spear or club without violating tribal laws. One of the dogs got past the hunters and got to the women. I ran back and attacked the dog with a crushing blow to it head, killing it. Damage was done, as one of the women was injured. It was Sparrow, Wolfgard’s daughter. The dog had mangled her thigh, and it was bleeding. The shaman and women were working on her leg to stop the bleeding.
We had food which should last for a couple of days. Dogmeat was ok to eat, but did not give us the fuel and strength that bison does. The tribe rested for a few days, which gave me a chance to resupply my shafts and stone tips.
I have been practice with the magic stick for the last few days, and I am beginning to get the hang of how it works. I could throw a spear farther than Wolfgard could. The problem was controlling the throw.
As usual the need for food caused the tribe to break camp and wander in search of food. The strong survive, and the weak and injured perish. As Wolfgard led the hunters, the women brought up the rear, and I was halfway between both groups. The women tried to help Sparrow keep up with the hunters, but they were falling behind.
The hunters stopped on top of a hill that overlooked the valley. In the meadow below was a woolly rhinoceros, a very dangerous animal with two deadly horns on its snout. The hunters approach the beast in a semi circle, pinning the rhino between them and the river. The grass was to low to use as a fire drive.
As they got close, I got out my magic stick and heaved a spear at the rhino. The spear came off my stick wrong and just sort of wobbled toward the rhino. The enraged beast charged the nearest hunter which was Stumpy, goring him on his snout horns.
Wolfgard whirled and shouted at me, “You have broken the tribal laws for the last time spear maker, now you are not part of us. I banish you from our tribe.”
The hunters grabbed all the extra spears and left me standing there. The women looked back at both me and Sparrow, as they followed the hunters. They knew that two lone humans did not stand much of a chance without the tribe’s protection.
I stood there stunned at what just happen. We needed a fire to survive. I knew if we could get back to the old camp site, there might be some red hot embers left to make a fire with. I have watched Lear the fire maker many times make a fire and knew he use dead wood. I head back there as fast as I could go, but stopped suddenly, as I notice Sparrow was not following me.
I looked back and she was just standing there. I walked back to her, and helped her walk back to the old camp site. We got there and I blew away the ashes, and got down to some hot embers. I went into the woods and got a couple of large branches and threw them on the fire and watched, but nothing happened.
“Break some of the twigs off the branch and put them on the embers.” Sparrow said to me.
I followed her advice and soon I had a roaring fire going. I had a problem, it was burning up the wood fast than I could get it. Soon I was throwing anything I could find, both dead and green wood. I notice that green burned slower than dead. I went back into the woods and got a large supply of both types of wood.
My next problem was getting us some food. I took out my magic stick and the two spears that I had with me and went hunting. I got lucky and the stick worked well and I brought down a nice buck. On the way back I was by an over turned tree and I could hear some barking. The roots had made some type of den and there were two pups in there. I grabbed them and took them back to the camp with me. I figured to tie them up, and when the time came, and we were short of food we would have these two pups to kill for food.
We have been here for more than two weeks, and her leg has healed up so she no longer limps. The two dogs have both grown, must weigh more than 20 pounds by now. I have modified my spears into large darts for my magic stick. I spent a lot of time working on this, and our food supply was low. She brought me berry cakes for dinner.
“Where is the meat?” I asked her.
“You have not been hunting, and we are all out.” She told me.
I reached for one of the dogs to kill for dinner. She darted in and snatched it out of my hands and dashed off toward the rocks. That pissed me off and I chased her in anger. She stumbled and I caught up to her and the dogs. She whirled around and her eyes got wide with fear. I turned and looked also.
There between us and the fire was a Sabre Tooth Tiger.
This should never happen to let a major predator between you and the fire. The cat knew it had us trapped. I slowly worked Sparrow back toward the rocks, as the cat walked toward us. Suddenly the two dogs attacked the cat. While the cat was busy with the two dogs, we raced around them and back to the fire with the cat in hot pursuit. The cat had killed one dog and the other was nipping at his back legs.
I got to the fire and grabbed my club and darts. As the cat came into range, I fired off a dart hitting it in the back. The cat reared up on his hind legs, and I fired the next dart right into its throat. There was still a lot of fight in the cat, but the third dart into its side put the cat down.
I skinned both the cat and the puppy, and gave them meat and skins to Sparrow, and went into the woods to get some more wood for the fire. When I got back, she had some of the cat meat cooking over the fire for our dinner. I gave the surviving male dog a nice choice piece of the cat meat.
We had a couple of deer skins to lie on for sleeping. She laid next to me and the dog was down by our feet. Sparrow was a year younger than me. She had brown hair and eyes, with a lithe body, and budding breast.
She rolled next to me and gave me a kiss, as she glanced at me with those soft brown eyes.
“Red Hawk make love to me, I don’t want to die, without knowing what it is like to have a man between my legs?” She asked me with a kiss.
I have never been with a woman, and had no idea on just what to do. We both have watched our elders have sex. Most of the time the woman just bends over and the guy puts it to her from the back side. Ever so often a couple will have full sex, where the man will suck on the woman’s boob, and finger her pussy. But that is usually done in privacy of a tent.
We both took our clothes off and laid there next to each other. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, and squeezed her small breast. I pinched her nipple, which caused her to flinch. I rubbed and played with both of her boobs. Her little nipples stuck up straight and hard.
“Suck on them.” She urged me.
I went down and sucked on both of her boobs and nipples. I could hear her start to a pant, as her hands pushed my head down on her boobs harder. I sucked on her nipples, and then I chomped down on one a little to hard and she yelped in surprised pain.
I rolled on top of her and she guided my stiff cock into her wet pussy. I rammed my cock into her, and she gave a sharp scream.
“Are you ok?” I asked her with some concern as I did not know what happen.
“Ya, but just hold on for a little bit till I get used to you being inside of me.” She said with tears running down her cheeks.
She started to move and I started to thrust my cock back and forth inside of her. Soon we had a rhythm going, and she started to moan. I could feel funny things start to happen to my cock. I gave a groan as I shot my load of cum deep into her pussy.
Being a 17-year old, my cock seems to stay hard, and I kept ramming into her, and I could feel her getting sloppy from both my cum and her cum mixing together. Her pussy was tight and her muscles were gripping my cock with each thrust. Soon I felt that same feeling and I shot another load of my cum deep inside of her.
We rested for a while and then I mounted her from behind and rammed my cock deep inside of her from the backside. I fucked her long, deep, and hard. I could hear her moan and groan with her breathing coming in gasps. I again could feel that feeling in my cock, as I dumped my third load of the night deep into her pussy.
Finally I pulled out exhausted, and laid down on my deer skin to sleep, with her curled up next to me. In the morning I got up and tossed some more wood on the fire, Sparrow was still sleeping. I went into the woods to get some more wood, and brought it back to camp.
As I put the wood on my supply pile, she grunted at me a couple of times. I looked over at her and she had her lovely naked ass point at me and she was shaking it. I dropped my clothes and walked over to her and kneeled down and put my cock into her pussy. She was dripping wet, and I slide right in. I pounded away at her, and she was gasping and grunting with each thrust. It was not long and that feeling came over me, and I shot rope after rope of my cum inside of her. We both collapsed panting from the exertion.
It was time to move, as game was getting scarce. I had nine darts now in the holder she made for me from the dead puppy’s hide. I knew what stones to use to start fires with, and gather some of them. We loaded up what we could take and left. I had no idea where to go, so we started to trek of toward the north.
After a few months of wandering, I approached a small group of men in their camp. I had left Sparrow and the dog back in the woods, while I checked this out. They were slavers, which attacked tribes to steal their women to sell to other tribes.
The slavers chased me into the woods where I had Sparrow and the dog waiting. As I entered the woods, I turned to make my stand. I took the first couple of slavers down fast with my darts. Now there were just two of them. They backed off till they could figure out what just hit them. I sent Sparrow out into the open to incite them. Which worked perfectly, when they saw her, they immediately charged forward and we dispatched of the remaining two.
I searched their body’s and took a hatch and bone knife off the leader, and hatches off the other three. Their spears and clubs were junk next to mine, and I grabbed my darts out of their bodies. We headed back to their camp. There we found two naked girls tied up. They told us how a large group of slavers raided their camp and stole them away from the tribe, while the hunters were away hunting for food. The group split up, with those four escorting the girls back to their main camp.
The oldest was called Robin, and her friend was called Fawn. Robin was just a year or two older than I and Fawn was around Sparrow’s age. Both had dark hair and brown eyes. Their bodies were similar to Sparrow’s.
I now had a problem on what to do with the two girls. I could not just leave them, and they did not know how to get back to their tribe. I could see no other choice but to ask them to join us, but that met two more mouths to feed.
After hearing their story, I decided to head back to our first campsite. I knew when the slavers found this camp site, the dead men, and the girls gone. They would be seek revenge. It would be best if we were long gone by then.
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Harry Potter Christmases
Harry Potter Christmases
By WPL
December 24, 1981 Harry Potter the-boy-who-lived, was put into the cupboard-under-the-stairs earlier than normal. He could smell a delicious odor thru the grill vent in the door, the door open and he was handed a paper plate, with a few scraps of food, you could see where someone had bit most off. He ate his meager supper and laid down and sleep overtook him.
Next morning as He laid in his cupboard-under-the-stairs, wondering what the noise was. He heard his uncle, aunt and cousin in the living room. Maybe they were cleaning the room, there had been a tree covered in balls and ribbons and lights. With colored paper boxes. His uncle open the door, “Go to the loo and hurry up Boy” and then back in the cupboard, handed him a bowl with some egg and a half of strip of bacon and a three quart full jar of water “Back in the Cupboard, Boy”. Later the door opened and “Go loo Boy” afterwards back in the cupboard,
‘did I do something wrong’, he asked himself, and try to think what he had done as not to do it again, he couldn’t think of anything. He only been with his aunt and uncle a few months and had learned to keep quiet. Didn’t have any idea what was going on out side his room.(the Cupboard)
The next day he was allowed out of his Cupboard and headed for the loo straight away, after finishing he away had a drink of water before leaving the loo, he never knew when he might have another. He headed to the kitchen to do his chores as he passed the lounge, he did noticed the tree covered in balls and ribbons and lights was still there but all the colored boxes were gone.
The tree was gone a week later and every day life returned.
December 24, 1982, Harry locked in his cupboard, earlier than normal, he knew he was in trouble, not sure why. He only touched the tree in the lounge, the one covered with Colored balls, ribbons, little toy like dolls, candy canes and those beautiful twinkling lights. Which had been put up a few weeks before. It earned him a lashing with his uncles belt and shoved in to his cupboard “No supper!!” he could smell the pleasing odors of cake and ham, there were also smells he didn’t know, but they smell good, then his uncle closed the grill, but the odors were still lingering. He almost felt happy, until his stomach growled. That night he laid there, he heard a noise as someone walking around in the lounge, then nothing.
First thing next morning he was hushed to the loo and back into the cupboard and handed a stale piece of bread, he had his drink in the loo, but was handed a half jar of water, before the door closed and locked.
Later he heard his cousin yell, a happy yell and noise like tearing paper, the other noises he didn’t know. He heard music playing, he tried to listen to the words being sung but couldn’t. Later as he carried out the trash, more than normal, he found some wondrous toys, broken but wonderful in the bin, he took out a couple and carried them back into the house. His Uncle saw the toys in Harry hands and grabbed them from him and back-handed the boy. And then told him “Boy go put theses back in the bin, there to be thrown away and not to be brought back into this house again, STAY OUT of the rubbish BOY!!” handing them back to him. Harry did as he was told as his uncle watched him with glaring eyes. Back in the house, he was kicked into the Cupboard again and locked in “and no supper!”
Days later the pretty tree was gone.
December 24, 1983, Harry was locked in the cupboard earlier once again, after being sent to the loo. Uncle Vernon hadn’t closed the grill this night The beautiful tree was back up in the lounge, with a lots of colored boxes. He knew he hadn’t done anything wrong, but he was locked in again, however he did receive a plate, well part of a plate, the foods were kind of heaped on top of each other and not much of each, but they tasted great and he was given a whole jar of water, wow. He ate his meal, then pulled out the few hidden broken toys he had manage to rescue from the rubbish bin when uncle Vernon wasn’t looking. For Days Dudley seemed happy ever since the pretty tree had been put up.
Later He heard Uncle Vernon sister come in and her doling over Dudley as usual. That music started again and it sound sort of like a party, oh well. He played with his toys, the little soldiers, one missing an arm, another a hand, another a foot, the little car sort of crushed and missing two wheels and a couple of things he wasn‘t sure of what they were one white the other black. Finally the noise stopped and the Dursleys went upstairs to bed.
Later that night he heard a noise that woke him, it was very, very low, but Harry was a very light sleeper, he had to be to stay out of trouble. He looked thru the grill and saw something red looking go by, then heard a strange voice “Hum, plenty of toys here for a boy, there’s enough for ten at least, why do they keep stopping here”
Next morning he waited, he knew he was going to get a beating, someone broke into the house last night and he was in trouble. He couldn’t have done anything about it and if he cried for help, he would have gotten a beating for waking his uncle up. He sat and waited, finally the door open “Go loo boy and be quick about it” he glanced around everything looked ok, then he noticed some of the colored boxes were missing. However uncle Vernon didn’t seem upset.
Back to the cupboard, he was given a glass of milk, a small piece of bacon and a biscuit, the milk smelled odd but tasted ok. Again he heard the music and the sounds of tearing, he could make out some of the words this time, the grill was open. snow… high…Peter…a soul …merry… noel… it sounded lovely anyway.
That afternoon he was let out to do his chores, more trash that normal again, the tree was still there, but no boxes. As he cleaned of the table he managed to get a bite of something very a sweet and good off a plate, he wished there had been more… after he washed and put up the dishes, he asked if the could take a bath. Vernon grumbled “No.. have a shower, quickly then back in the cupboard, boy”
The tree was out a week later.
December 24, 1984, Harry was locked in the cupboard again just after dark. Uncle Vernon sister had arrived and he was locked away for the night. He did get a smidgen of pudding as he wash the dishes. He was very careful not to drop one. He did last month, it didn’t break but he got a beating and no supper. Again he heard that lovely music, he heard clearly “an apple , a pear, a plum, a cherry” then Dudley squeals then “One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all” before Vernon sister complain the music was too loud. He strained to hear more, but not make out any more words, just the slight music. He knew it was something to do with cristmuss, what ever that was, he heard them talking and caught a few words from the telly. The tree and the colored boxes had something to do with it too. And Dudley suddenly had some new toys and clothes much like his birthday. It was good caused he got a few more hand-me-downs, only a few stayed on him though.
That night as he laid dozing, he was woken by the noise of feet walking, softly but loud enough for him, that voice again “Plenty of toys, silly Dasher”
Next morning quick to the loo and back in the cupboard, the sounds of that happy music, which made him feel good for a while and Dudley’s yells of enjoyment, the tearing sound, sound of paper being wadded up. Later the door open “Loo boy then chores”, the boxes were gone.
After he finished the dishes, his aunt gave him a pair of Dudley’s old trainers, ‘WOW’ there was a hole in the bottom and a shoe string was broken, but some pieces tape and part of an old box from the bin would fix the hole and he could use the bit of strings of his old ones tied together. They were a little large on his feet, but they didn’t hurt like the smaller ones and with a few strips of box they fit fine. Again more than normal rubbish ands a couple of more treasures pulled out of a bag, when no one looked.
The tree was taken down days later.
December 24, 1985, Harry Potter was send to the loo early and then his cupboard. That pretty tree had been up for days, and so many boxes, but he stayed out of the lounge, only when called in did he enter and stayed as far away as possible from it. There was that music he loved, playing again. Then he heard the front door and Vernon’s sister announced her arrival, the music was tuned down, he heard laughing and Dudley’s excitement. The door opened handed him a plate, the bits of food tasted wonderful, and for some reason he wasn’t locked in this time, but he knew not to leave the cupboard, he did once and hurt for days after his uncle taught him a lesson.
That night every one in bed, Harry woke, the sound of footsteps he placed his ear to the grill, the door open and he fell out, looking at a heavyset man dressed in red. He jumped Harry looked at him
The man said “Who are you and what are you doing hiding in the cupboard” in a whisper.”
“Huh my name is boy or freak, no boy I guess and I live here” pointing to the cupboard
The man “how long you been in there”
“Oh it’s my room, I’ve been there for ages I was one I think, my parents were killed in a auto crash and now I live here”
“Dudley”
“That’s my cousin, his rooms are up stairs, oh who are you sir“
“I‘m huh people call me Fath… er .. Cringle“ and he looked into Harry’s cupboard ‘I own Dasher an apology’ He thought.
”Hello Mr. Cringle, huh why are you in my aunts house”
“Oh I’m checking, just checking, nice talking with you huh boy, don’t tell anyone you saw me, only get you in trouble”
“Oh… bye”
And he was gone ’what’ where’d he go.
Harry crawled back in his bed and closed the door.
Next morning, he was sent to the loo and back in the cupboard again and locked. He heard the music and the other sounds. Only this time he heard his uncle having one of his fits. Mr. Cringle did something I’m gonna get it and tried to hide in the corner.
In the lounge Petunia Dursley was handing out presents and suddenly froze as she looked at the tag on this unknown package, Merry Christmas To the Boy who Lives in the Cupboard Under the Stairs. From C. Cringle. She handed it to Vernon who went bonkers, he threw it down on the floor and stomped it, picked it up and threw it into the fireplace. He bellowed for hours it seemed.
The door finally open late that evening, “Loo boy and hurry, no Lotty- gagging” he got kicked as he headed upstairs and then locked back in after being slapped a couple of times.
Two days later the tree was gone.
December 24, 1986, Harry was locked in the cupboard again. But now he knew what Christmas was, sort of about, he stated school this year, and when he said he had met Father Christmas at school, everyone, well almost everyone laughed at him, then a teacher explained the store Santa’s were there to promote the Christmas sprit and wasn‘t the real Father Christmas. Harry almost said he met the real one, but remember what Mr. Cringle had said he’d only get in trouble so he just said “Oh ok”. from the stories they read he knew Chris Cringle was Father Christmas real name.
That night he heard nothing after they went to bed.
But the next morning, as he cooked breakfast and his relatives were in the lounge opening presents. He heard Aunt Petunia gasp and Uncle Vernon puffing up again. The tag read Merry Christmas Harry, the boy who lives under the stairs, I know your name now Harry Merry Christmas Father Christmas.
“What kind of sick joke is this” Vernon raged as the present made the fireplace.
Harry spend the rest of the day in the cupboard after hearing his uncle rage for an hour or so. Harry had no idea why, but that never stopped him before, so he took his hits and went to his bed.” No supper tonight boy, blame your freaky friends” Harry didn’t dare ask what friends. Dudley makes sure no one will talk to him let alone be friends.
The tree was gone the next day.
December 24, 1987, Harry assist Aunt Petunia cook a lovely meal and sets the table, then she arrives Uncle Vernon’s sister, as he waits on them. They open their presents to each other. Harry received nothing as usual. Had enjoyed the music before she came. He cleans up the mess and washes the dishes, finding a few tasty morsels. Puts out the rubbish and adjourns to bed. The tree had been up for weeks and even seemed to be more boxes. He stay away from them.
Later that night as he lays there he hears the noise, he opens the cupboard door and there he is, the man he thought was Mr. Cringle, with a package in his hand. “You’re a thief” “No, no Harry this is for you I was going to place it under the tree for you. Didn’t you enjoy the fire brigade truck I gave you last year”
“What truck I didn’t get anything last year, I never get anything.”
“You didn’t” Shaking his head
“You got the soldiers the year before I left for you, I seen the broken ones”
“You left something under the tree for me” he noticed the boy looked shocked
Mr. Cringle looked surprised “yes the last two years, now I know you live here and I wish to apologies for not knowing you were here those first years.”
A tense moment later
“Oh… well.. don’t leave anything again, please sir”
“What!…Why not Harry”
“I don’t deserve anything”
“Nonsense I’ve watched you and you’re a good boy, even though your uncle thinks different”
“If you left me something the last two years sir, I never got them, and that explains why I received a couple of beatings for no reason. Last year uncle Vernon raved about my friends, freaky friends as he hit me. I don’t have any friends… Now don’t leave anything please sir and just go”
“huh…er …wh… Harry I’m.. I’m sorry I didn’t..”
“Please just go and don’t come back, sir” and turned and crawled into his bed.
Harry got up before everyone and checked to make sure there wasn’t anything under the tree for him, finding none then retuned to bed.
Father Christmas the most benevolent being alive was heartbroken to tears as he vanished. He never heard of such. If it hadn’t been for the reindeer he would have just sat in his sleight, without completing his deliveries.
He never stopped at 4 Privet Drive Little Winging, Surrey again.
Although he could never forget the look in the polite little boys sad eyes that ask never to given any presents again, as not to be beaten.
‘I’m Sorry Harry’ he thought to himself each time he flew over 4 Privet Drive.
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My Life As A Hermie Part 2 – Learning
Fiction, Hermaphrodite, Virginity, Young, Teen male, Teen females, Written by a woman
The Babysitter Diary-Concluded
This is the second part of my affair with the babysitter and another.
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Janie’s Big Break (part one)
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The Demons Harem : Mara’s Story
PART FOUR: MARA’S STORY
Mara sobbed as she was ripped away from the group of girls by the threshers. Four or five of them with their hands all over her pulling her away down a dirt path. The girls reached out their hands but did not move away to help her. Soon they closed their eyes and looked away.
She was being held up and made to walk by two larger threshers with metal rings in their ears and metal head
bands. They looked slightly different than the threshers that had held the girls captive during the gathering. They were mostly silent, a few grunts and words like “Keep moving” and “Eyes to the ground, slave.” Was all she heard for over two miles of walking.
She could see a small village up ahead, looking to only house a few families. “Welcome little slave, so many will be excited to see you!” One of the brutes laughed at her. Little did she know the colony of threshers was all underground beneath the small village.
She was knocked unconscious and dragged away to the
underground city.
She awoke abruptly, feeling like she was falling. She looked around for a clue as to where she was but it was
mostly dark and damp. She was hanging in the air, by a long thicker strip of leather under her breasts that connected with thinner rope-like lashings from her ankles and wrists, which were also tied together. She had a strip of dirty cloth in her mouth tied around the back of her head.
Her muffled cries were answered with a wave of chuckling and snorting male voices. One of the threshers added more light to the room and she could see the ugly lizard like faces of more than a dozen threshers. She didn’t dare wonder what they intended to do with her.
One of them stepped forward and put his clawish hand against her cheek.
“Such a pretty little thing, you will make us such beautiful slaves. It has been a while since we have had a human female to breed with, as you can see how excited my friends are to meet you.” He gestured to the small crowd. They jeered and smiled in the dim light, a few of them already stroking their fat club-like cocks.
Mara closed her eyes hoping they would all go away, that this was just a very bad dream she would soon wake up from. But it wasn’t a dream.
The thresher that had been talking to her took right to his purpose. He was already rock hard his member swaying as he walked around behind the helpless girl, hanging down at just the right height for the tip of his cock to bump up against her uncovered pussy. Her calves tied tightly to her thighs, making her lips spread wide in front of him.
He put his hand into a jar filled with some kind of herb oil, and then slathered his dick in it.
“This is special oil girl…Its going to make your muscles softer. Easier to penetrate.” He whispered in her ear as he slowly pushed his cock through her lips and into her opening. She writhed in pain, he was so large he was ripping her poor pussy with each inch he pushed it in. But he slid in quite easily due to the oil. She started to feel waves of heat inside her, relaxing her muscles, and the brute pressed his meat onward inside her.
He began to fuck in and out of her slowly, lengthening her canal with each thrust until he bottomed out in her. She still felt some pain of him hitting her cervix but the muscles didn’t contract, she didn’t strain against his pulsing cock. He smiled and began to fuck her harder, slamming against her as hard as he could, making her scream through the cloth tied in her mouth.
She felt something inside her growing softer, wider. The oil had made its way into her womb and was unclenching her stiffened muscles, allowing more and more of the threshers cock to push into her sore little cunt. He pumped her harder still, more than halfway inside her now, her cervix being smashed wider and wider by the head of his massive cock.
He fucked her as fast as he could sending her body flailing up and down, her breasts smacking against her skin, the leather strip cutting into them with each thrust.
She could feel the tip of his member start to push through the battered opening a little more each time he sank himself deep inside her.
With a few more long violent thrusts, he felt her muscles give way and he ripped right through into her womb. Her whole body spasmed and she fell limp, impaled on his cock, his balls smashed up against her clit, he still pushed further. Her stomach bulged with the full weight of his twenty inch cock buried as far inside her as possible without tearing through the walls of her womb.
He tightend his grip on her hips and clenched his teeth together as he came inside her. His cock, like a hose, spewed pint after pint of thick white hot cum straight into her womb, the pressure forcing the scalding hot semen to expand the soft inner walls. Her belly bulged downward and yet he started to push in an out of her again, cumming and fucking the spraying torrent of sperm deeper into her.
Her belly kept expanding down towards the floor filling with cum. It pressed tightly against the thick leather strap under her breasts cutting into her skin ever so slowly, making her gasp for air against it.
She looked as if she could be almost six months pregnant.He withdrew from her and pulled a chain that was swaying in front of the girl. It dropped the lashing that was holding her her writs above her head, and loosend the leather strap underneath her breasts.
She tipped downwards, the weight of all the cum inside her pressing her stomach into the leather strap so tight she thought she would pass out.
“Don’t you dare spill a drop little slave maker” The thresher said, satisfied with his accomplishment. He had filled her up nice, she was sure to have more than a few fertilized eggs growing inside her after the night was over.
“Gotta keep all this inside you for a little while, make sure it takes hold.” He sneered as he reached a hand down and smacked the taught skin of her belly, then walked away.
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Maria is initiated Part 4
Maria is gangbanged and likes it
Brittany, myself and her mom
A week passed since i saw Brittany, we had talked nearly every day on the cell phone and we laughed and kept up on what was happening in each others lives. It was a sunday morning and she was telling me about her weekend and hoped mine was going well. Often our conversations were about every day things as we got to know all about each other. As we talked she asked if i was busy the next day on monday and could get away to spend time with her. I told her it would not be a problem and asked what time to come. She said her little girls were going to see her aunt and spend the day playing with their cousins so anytime after 8:30 am would be ok.
She told me her husband really enjoyed our last meeting as he got to be with my wife. I told her yes it was wonderful for us too. Then she told me she wanted us to be together alone and most of the time she preferred it to be that way. She said he was comfortable with her and my friendship and she was free to see me anytime as long as it did not interfere with their regular life. From this day on we had no more worries and were free to enjoy each other.
So the next morning i arrived there at about 9am to be sure she was alone and ready. I parked in the garage and knocked on the inside garage door and Brittany answered and as we stepped inside she put her arms around my nect and kissed me with a long wet kiss and squeezed me tightly and said how glad she was to see me and how much she missed me. I have to say it made me feel fantastic to see this gorgeous 22 year old girl having feelings for me! I told her i thought about her all the time too. She was dressed in jeans , bare feet, with a white tank top. She had a Bra on that was visible thru it. The top was nearly skin tight so the lines of the bra were plainly visible as was the top of her titties squeezing out of the bra cups.
We sat at the counter in the kitchen and talked. I was surprised as we talked about us when she told me she had told her mother about us. I said ‘everything”? She said yes everything. She told me her mother was 49 and divorced and they talked openly about sex. Her mother taught her how to please a man and what she needed to do to please herself. She said NO we dont have sex with each other before you ask. Its not like that, but we do talk about sex and do see each other nude and dont hide it. She told me she wanted me to meet her mom soon. I hoped really soon! She had told her mom my cock was over 8″ and really really thick and it was the biggest she had ever had. She said her mom told her she was lucky and to enjoy it!! Brittany said her mom joked would she share? and she told her we will see! Her mom told her it had been years since she had a cock that size.
It was exciting and fun to talk about sex and all this with her. She is so young and built and you dont often have the ability to meet a girl like her and find yourself in my position with her. She told me she wanted to spend the day together if i could and that sounded great to me. She asked me if i masturbated a lot and i told her yes everyday at least once. She said will it make you last longer during sex if you do? I said yes if i plan to fuck for longer and cum one large time to better please the lady. She told me that was how her husband was and he would jack off first then he could fuck her longer after she got him hard again sucking his dick.
So she sat me down on a love seat with a pad and a cover on it so we could have fun and not bother getting it wet or stained. She came over to me straddled me and removed my shirt then my shoes and my pants until i was naked. She rubbed my thighs and the area around my cock and massaged the pre cum i was dripping all around. She was still dressed but her hard erect nipples were poking hard at her Bra and showing clearly. Brittany walked over in front of the fireplace and told me to stroke my dick and to enjoy myself and take my time, we had all day. She turned her back to me and raised her top. The rear of her Bra became in full sight and she reached around and undid the fasteners and dropped it to the floor. She still had her back to me but i could tell she was pinching and pulling at her nipples. She lowered the top back down and turned to face me. She was so pretty and without the bra her nipples were fully erect and her areolas showing plainly.
I slid down into a reclining posisition and began slowly jacking my cock looking at her. She turned around a little and pulled her top up and off. her tits showing in a profile pose from the side. Her titties were firm and a perfect curve of flesh with the deep pink nipples poking up in the air. She moved around sort of posing and half dancing it was fantastic. She undid her jeans and slowly let them fall exposing her tiny micro purple thong. I sat and was in awe of her, she was so sexy and pretty. She is sexier than any stripper or model. She slid the thong off and she was nude. She asked if i was enjoying it all and i told her this is amazing!!! With this she turned her ass to me and spread her feet about 2 feet and bent over. At 22 she is amazingly limber and she was bent all the way so that you could see her tits nipples and face between her legs. And then she reached around herself with both hands and opened her hot pussy up as wide as it could go. Her cunt was deep red and wet with soft smooth skin. She was soaking wet and it glistened shining in the light. As she reached fully opened………. her pussy lips opened and her cunt hole gaped open.
I was in heaven!!! seeing my new girl friend doing this for me!!! My cock was so hard it ached and i was stroking and massaging it slowly and softly. With every stroke pre cum oozed out and i rubbed it down my cock getting it wetter and wetter as i went.I was fully lubricated and my dick felt so good!
Brittany asked if i wanted to keep doing this awhile. She said if i did she would try on different lingerie outfits for me to see her in. So for the next hour and a half she would go into her bedroom and come out in different lingerie for me and strip back to nude for me. She had garter belts , stocking, spike heels, teddies, crotchless panties, open cup Bras and on and on.It was 1pm and she was dressed in all white teddie, stockings, thong, and heels like bridal lingerie when the door opened and in walked a lady. I grabbed a towell and covered my mid section but wasnt able to move or i would be naked. I thought what was going on?
This lady was a little older and i quickly realized it was her mother! She was dressed in a silk blouse with a knee length skirt with heels and black stockings guessed. Brittany said mom i didnt know you were coming today. Her mother Jill said should i go? In the split second you have to think you wonder whats going on. Here is Brittany dressed in lingerie, me on the loveseat naked with a hard on and a towell…….and her mom walks in. Brittany says mom this is Bob, Bob this is my mom Jill. We smile and shake hands and i can tell she wants to stay the way she looked at me and smiled. i said Brittany its ok with me whatever you 2 decide. She says to her mother , mom we are having fun this afternoon and if you want to stay you can.
Jill is a little taller than her daughter and a little heavier but in great shape. Her hair is short 4 or 5 inches and frosted with blonde streaks in the brown, very attractive. She watches as Brittany continues posing for me and comes over and sits beside me. Im stroking my dick under the towell as Jill sits a foot from me. It is great and a little nasty feeling doing this with Jill there. I watch Brittany and glance over at Jill. The blouse she is wearing has buttons and between you can see her big full boobs laying in a pushup Bra. She has to be at least a DD cup. Brittany says “mother do you want to get comfortable too” Jill begins unbuttoning her blouse and removes it. Her Bra is huge!! then she slips off her skirt and she has on stockings and garters too!! WITH NO PANTIES!!! I think what the heck and unsnap her bra and pull it off. Her tits are huge 36DD with huge brown areolas and big nipples. Jill pulls the towell off my cock and she softly says “oh my”
I put my hand at the base of my cock and slowly stroke as Jill watches me jack off looking at her and her daughter. Brittany asks her mom ” do you like it? Jill stammers out “you know i do thats why you let me come over” Thats when i knew this wasnt a accident. Jill replaces my hand with hers and begins pumping my cock. In about 2 or 3 min. she lowers her head down and begins sucking my cock. Brittany comes over and puts her pussy in my face as her mother sucks my cock i eat her pussy.
We decide to go to the bedroom and both lay back into bed as i eat first one than the other. Totally different, Brittany is smooth and shaved and Jill is trimmed but has a full dark brown bush in a perfect “V’ Both are fully wet and ready as i decide to fuck Brittany first for her mom to see her get fucked.Jill is on her side to view. As my dick slides inside Brittanys pussy her mom stares and finger fucks herself. As i pick up speed i reach over to massage one of Jills huge tits. It only takes a couple of min. for Brittany to climax as she squeels and moans. As she finishes i move to Jill and roll her to her back and spread her legs.
I wisper “do you want this too? or did you just want to meet me”? She said i wasnt sure what i would do meeting you but i want your cock inside me now”” Now Brittany is watching as i finger her mothers pussy. Jill is a mature woman with a mature pussy. I easily get 3 fingers inside and as she gets wetter and looser all 4 go inside. She instinctivly raises her ass and legs for me to accress her cunt. As i push my 4 fingers deep into her i realize i could get my fist inside. I dont want to over step so i slowly work my thumb up to the knuckle along with the other 4 fingers as she gets sloppier and wetter. It would only take a slight push to fully fist her but i decide to back off since this is the first time with Jill. Brittany seemed a little surprised i didnt i think. I moved into her closer and rubbed my dick up and down her crack and the my cock head slipped inside her cunt.
I move in and out slowly as she begins to groan. By now her pussy is fully angled up to grant me full entry so i push firmly into her until the last inch or so and she dilates and my dick slams fully into her. I pound in and out as she screams and moans and thrashes her legs. I go faster and faster and pound deep inside hitting her cervix with each stroke. She climaxes really fast then begins a second and as she reachs her second climax i feel her get sloppy and hot and she begins squirting. She pushes me out and a full hot stream of her cum gos up my stomach to my chest. She begins rubbing her clit and she gos off like a fountain, spraying her cum all over us all. With this she gos limp and collapses.
Brittany begins sucking my cock like a whore. Licking her moms juice as well as her own and mine. I feel it cumming and i shoot a stream on Brittanys face and move to Jill with the rest and shoot all over her titties and face. I lay down between them both and put an arm around each of them. I found out from Brittany later that was the first time they did anything like that togather. They wouldnt have sex with each other but sharing me was totally ok . As it turned out i became a close friend of Jill as well and was allowed to see her when i wasnt with Brittany or the 3 of us would get together. This is only part of the ongoing story
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my new submissive family – Part 4 Stacy’s training
Part 4
For the next couple days, Lisa asked me a lot of questions and slowly relaxed around me. My interaction with the rest of my new family is almost strictly related to food. The only exception is the need to wash off Tom and Mary. They seemed to have shit on themselves a few times. Both of them were begging and pleading for me to release them, but I didn’t think they were ready yet.
After another day, I decided it was time to test the programming. I set the recording to stop in just as I would enter the cell. I wore my robe and placed a taser in the pocket.
I walked into Tom & Mary’s cell. I walked up to the computer and clicked off the script, turned towards them and said. “How are my two slaves this morning?”
Both were looking at me trying to shake their heads “good”, their eyes locked on me. There was no hate in their eyes. If I were reading their looks correctly, they desired to know what I wanted them to do.
As I removed Mary’s harness and mouthpiece, she said. “Good morning Master. How may I serve you?”
“After I remove Tom’s harness, you both will find out.”
I removed Tom’s harness and mouthpiece and he stated “Thank you Master, how may I serve you?”
I started “I have a small task for you. You are going to teach someone how to suck my cock. You will explain to this student, that since they are my slave, they are to learn how to please me and that their first lesson will be to learn how to suck my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes master” they replied.
“We are going to start by showing Lisa how to suck cock.”
“But she is too young?” Mary replied.
At that point, I knew that the treatment hadn’t quite taken effect yet.
I instructed Tom and Mary to their table.
Tom turned around saying “No, I won’t get back on that fucking table! I refu…”
Tom’s comment was cut short from a violent shaking caused from the jolt of my taser.
“I don’t make requests. Mary, assist me moving Tom back onto his table. I want him to lie on his back.”
We placed Tom on his table we proceeded to secure his arms, legs and head. I handed Mary the Anal dildo and the nipple clamps. While I replaced the harness onto Tom’s head and inserted his mouthpiece and tongue clamp. I had Mary attach the other attachments onto Tom. I went over to the computer and started Tom’s portion of the program but with shorter pauses between jolts. In a matter of seconds, Tom woke up and realized that his nightmare had begun again. His ass, nipples and tongue were on fire and there was nothing he could do but scream.
I had not pleasured myself in a couple days so I pointed at Toms cock shouting at Mary “Start sucking” as I proceeded to step behind her. As Mary started to suck Toms cock, I slipped my cock into Mary’s pussy. It wasn’t long before Tom’s cock had responded to Mary. I pulled my cock out and had Mary climb up onto the table and sit on Tom’s cock. As soon as she had buried it all the way in, I stepped up and slammed my cock deep into her ass. I could feel Tom’s cock jump from the jolts right through Mary’s.
I hammered my cock unmercifully until I filled her ass with my sperm.
I quickly pulled out and told Mary to get up onto her table. As Mary walked to her table, she started to plead, “Master, I promise to do better. I will do as you command, just please don’t”
“Get on your table now” I commanded, cutting her pleas off.
Mary quickly got on her table. I tightened the restraints. I grabbed 3 of her instruments. The vagina dildo, and both nipple clamps. After I inserted the dildo and clipped on the clamps, I programmed the computer to randomly discharge the three points rapidly. Mary’s eyes opened wide and she screamed when the pain hit. I walked over and placed her harness on her head and inserted the mouthpiece. Mary was very cooperative, between the screams.
“I was very disappointed in the both of you. I gave you a task and you questioned it. You had doubts. Understand you no longer have children to worry about; they are my slaves. You do not have each other to worry about; you are my slaves. You will do what I tell you to do. Without hesitation! Trust me when I say, this punishment can get worse, much worse.”
The quick DP of Mary had not entirely fulfilled my needs and seeing Mary so eagerly wanting to please her master, I proceeded to stick my hard cock into Mary’s mouth. Mary did all she could to try to suck on my cock. The mouthpiece prevented her from biting my cock when the shocks hit. Mary clamped down on my cock with her lips and sucked with everything she could. Her tongue lapped and played with my cock like it was her final meal. It was not long before my cock was nice and hard. I shoved my cock all the way down her throat. Between her gags and the tightening of her neck muscles from the shocks, it was a pleasant feeling. I removed my cock from her mouth as she gasped for air.
Mary’s ass was still prepped from the previous fuck so I placed my cock head at her anus and shoved. I am not sure if she groaned because of me or a shock, but her ass tightened around my cock like a vise. The feeling of her ass tightening in irregular intervals was incredible. It felt like her body was a machine designed just to suck my cock into her ass. She was an electric anal cock vibrator. It wasn’t long before I unloaded into her bowels again. After I pulled my cock out of her ass, I replaced it with the anal dildo and also clipped the tongue clip. I also inserted Toms Cock tube before changing the program to include all of the attachments.
“Good night my pets” I said as I left to grab myself a shower.
Over the next couple days I watched Tom and Mary closely. I enjoyed fucking Mary while she was still plugged in. During the couple days, I gave then a few minutes occasionally to rest.
After those couple days ended, I decided it was time for another test. Stacey was trying to be defiant and not learning her Principles so she was going to be the instrument of the test.
I walked into the cell. They both watched me walk up to the computer and stop the programs.
“Good morning slaves. I have a new task for both of you. First, Posted on the door are your slave rules. You will need to start learning these quickly. Start with the Hand Communications and Positions. Second, Stacey has been denying her servitude towards me. She has already shown defiance to learning these Principles. Therefore I am going to place her in your hands. You are going to initiate her Sexual training. You are to abuse her, fuck her, suck her, slap her, and convince her that she is my slave and she is to serve me. I have verified that she is a virgin, so enjoy it. Train her well. I will provide you with toys. You will have 24 hours to complete her training. Do not fail me. Do you understand?
They both shook their heads yes.
I removed all the attachments and released them from their tables. I informed them that they had to be ready in about 16 hours and that they were also to shower, eat and grab some sleep. I would awaken them before their task was to begin.
“Yes Master” was all I heard before they quickly headed to the shower. I grabbed the computer cart and wheeled it into storage. I turned the monitoring system to the shower room and listened.
Tom: “I am glad the Master let us off the tables. I didn’t know how much more I could handle of that infernal machine.”
Mary: I am glad also. Stacey sure must have made the Master mad.”
Tom: “Well we had better hurry up and get some sleep or we won’t be worth shit. One thing is for sure, I don’t want to displease him again.”
Mary: “Neither do I”
They quickly finished their showers; dried off, wolfed down the food I left them. As I shut off my monitor, they were intently reading their rules.
I had a few errands to run that kept me out of the house for most of the day.
When I returned, I brought food for Lisa and Anna. I went to my study and took a look at Stacey. She was sitting on her bed staring into space. I turned on the video recorder to Stacey’s cell, gathered a few items together and headed to awaken Tom and Mary.
Both woke up as I opened their cell door.
“Good Morning Master!” they stated.
“Good Afternoon. Hope you slept well.”
“Yes Master, very well”
“Now here is a box of toys that you may need shortly. I wanted you to be ready when I need you. Mary, I want you to suck Tom and get him nice and hard, but do not let him cum. And as for you Tom, lick Mary’s pussy and get her ready also. I will return in a few minutes to collect you both. Be ready!”
“Yes Master!” they both exclaimed.
Stacey jumped when she heard me open her cell door.
“Hello my pet. How are you doing this evening?” I said
Stacey started to rattle off a bunch of questions “Where are my mom and dad? Where are my sisters? When are you going to let us go home? Why are you doing this to us?”
I cut her off saying “First of all, this is your home now. You are my property. Today is your first lesson. You are going to learn how to be a good sex slave. We can do this with me or with your parents. I would be the slow and easy way, or a fast and painful way with your parents. I prefer the slow way. The slow way is the least painful. Actually, it could be quite enjoyable for us both.”
Stacey cowered in the corner of her bed and shouted “I don’t care what way you want, you ain’t touching me you pervert! I am not your slave. My mom and dad would never do anything like that to me!”
“So you want it the painful way. I expected that since you have refused to learn your principles. I could give you a choice, I could chain you up and fuck you hard or I could bring in your parents to train you. I think I will just bring your parents”
As I turned to leave the cell I said “Be right back with your instructors“
I opened up Tom and Mary’s cell and said “collect your toys and follow me.”
As I walked towards Stacey’s cell, Tom and Mary were following closely behind like kids on Christmas morning.
As we entered the cell, I pointed down at the floor to the location I wanted Tom and Mary to stand. Stacey jumped up racing towards Tom and Mary shouting “Mom, Dad, What is going on?”
I grabbed Stacey before she could reach them. I scooped her up and held her away from them. She started screaming for help from Tom and Mary, but they remained frozen behind me. I threw Stacey down on her bed and held her there. I told her to stay on her bed until I leave and then she will be able to spend time with them.
“Let me introduce your instructors; Tom and Mary. You will refer them as your instructors. Tom, Mary, This is Stacey, your student. She is yours to instruct.”
I turned to head out the door I said “You have your task. I will check back later to check on your progress.”
“Yes Master” was the last words I heard as I walked out the cell and locked the door.
I walked down to my study and brought up the camera. I needed Stacey to be broken.
Stacey jumped up and ran to Tom and Mary jumping into their arms. “Dad, Mom, what is going on?”
Tom grabbed Stacey by the arm. “Did you refuse to serve the master?”
Stacey: “Of course. I wouldn’t let that asshole touch me!”
Tom reached back and slapped Stacey across the face. Stacey hit the floor and looked up in terror. Tom had never hit her before. Stacey looked at Mary expecting protection, but all she heard was “You should have listened to the Master. Now we will have to teach you how to act properly towards him.”
“WHAT! What has he done to you?” Stacey shouted
Mary reached over and grabbed Stacey by the hair, dragging her towards Tom. She pushed Stacey’s face towards his cock saying “And your first lesson is cock sucking. Open your mouth and start sucking!”
“NOOOO, MOM!” Stacey shouted. As Stacey said ‘mom’, Mary shoved Tom’s cock between her lips.
Stacey pushed against Tom’s waist with all her might to get away from them.
“OK, if she doesn’t want to suck, I guess we need to open up her other holes first.” Tom said to Mary.
Mary grabbed the cuffs from the box and quickly put Stacey’s hands behind her back. Mary rolled her over onto her back and sat on her face saying “If you won’t suck cock, lets see if you would prefer to start with sucking my pussy.”
Mary then grabbed Stacy by the arms and rolled her on top of her so that Stacey was face down looking at Mary’s pussy. Tom got above them and held Stacey down.
“Tom, now you can fuck her holes, and I get a great view!” Mary stated.
“When was the last time you ever got a chance to eat a virgin pussy Mary? You get her pussy ready and I will suck on her virgin ass. Of course, neither will be virgin much longer.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her ears. What has happened to her parents? They were talking about fucking me in my pussy and ass. How could they? Why are they raping me?
As Mary started licking on the pussy, Tom started sticking his tongue in Stacey’s ass.
They both playfully took turns moving back and forth between both holes.
“I think it is about time to deflower our student. And you have front row seating Mary.”
As Tom sat up and placed his hard cock at the wet pussy he said “I haven’t had a cherry in years. Not since I had yours Mary”
Mary started to lick Tom’s cock and Stacey’s pussy. Tom slowly started to push, as the head slowly disappeared into Stacey’s body.
“NO DAD! STOP, PLEASE DON’T!” Stacey screamed.
Mary reached down and grabbed Stacey’s head and pushed it into her pussy “You should be eating my pussy, not talking.”
As Tom pushed his cock in, he felt Stacey trying to squeeze him out. She was trying to prevent the invasion from her father. Tom felt her hymen resist and then finally succumb. Stacey screamed out in pain as she felt like she was being ripped in half.
Tom continued to push his cock until it had completely disappeared inside her pussy. As he pulled in back, Mary could see lines of blood on his cock.
Tom commented “Damn she is tight. I think she is even tighter than you were, Mary.”, as he continued his assault on the young pussy.
“Well, I was a couple years older and you had made me very wet before you stuck that beautiful cock into me. You didn’t have to hold me down to fuck me.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Nothing made sense. Why are they acting like this? Why are they hurting me?
Mary watched Tom slam his cock into Stacey repeatedly. Mary remembered the joy of him shoving his cock into her. The feelings when the Master shoved his cock into her in the garage. Tom looked so sexy fucking Stacey. Mary started to lick on Stacey’s clit.
Stacey stopped struggling. There was obviously nothing she could do to prevent this assault so she just gave up.
“Mary, I think she is trying to ignore us, don’t you think?”
“Well, I know she is not sucking on my pussy like she should, I think our student needs a little incentive to regain her interest into her studies. Why don’t you try the other hole?”
Tom pulled his cock out of Stacey’s pussy and raised it a little higher.
Stacey felt Tom place his cock at the entrance to her ass. She squeezed it tight hoping it would prevent him from what ever he had planned.
“NO, DON’T YOU DARE! STOP IT! YOU BOTH SICK! YOU’RE HURTING ME” Stacey shouted as Tom pushed.
“The more you resist, the more it will hurt. I will fuck your ass. You will get use to having a cock in your pussy and ass. Yours is my first virgin ass and I will enjoy it!” Tom shouted as he shoved hard. The head popped past Stacey’s sphincter muscle. Stacey screamed in pain and continued to scream for several minutes while tears poured out of her eyes. Suddenly, Stacey stopped screaming, stopped crying, and stopped moving. Stacey had given up. The people she loved had hurt her in ways she had never imagined.
This was what I was looking for. Stacey’s spirit had been broken. Now she was ready to be molded into my pet. I stood up from my desk and turned off the monitor. I grabbed some dinner and placed it in Tom & Mary’s cell.
Tom and Mary both looked up as I opened the cell door.
“Stop what you’re doing! Take all your toys and put Stacey on her bed. Return to your cell NOW.” I said trying to sound angry.
Tom quickly pulled his cock from Stacey’s ass and picked her up off of Mary. They removed the cuffs and put Stacey on her bed before quickly moving back to their cell. They both had looks of disappointment, confusion, and terror on their faces. They thought they had done something wrong, but they were not sure what it was. They thought they were going to be put back on their tables.
I followed them back to their cells. “You did good both of you. Here is some dinner. Since you’re both quite sexually charged, you may indulge yourselves for the rest of the night.”
Tom looked up at me inquisitively and said “But Master, we failed to train her.”
I looked at him “You proceeded as I commanded. Do not question the results. I gave you direction and you proceeded towards the completion as I needed. I determine when something is completed, I determine when you have been successful or if you have failed. You will finish learning your principles. From now on, questioning my commands will be punished. Now good night”
Both Tom and Mary said their good nights as I left their cell.
I headed back to Stacey’s cell. She has coiled up into the fetal position on her bed. She was not making a sound. I walked up to her and gently stood her up. I walked her from her cell into the shower room. I turned on the hot water and started to gently wash her abused body. Stacey just stood there with a blank look on her face. I washed and rinsed her hair. Then I soaped up a soft cloth and proceeded to wash her face, ears and neck. I stepped behind her, putting my chest against her back.
“You’re safe now.” I whispered into her ear.
I stepped back and washed her back and arms. Her body is so firm and soft. I stepped in front and started to wash her chest. My hands moving around those perfect mounds. I tweaked one of her nipples, but she didn’t respond. I continued to wash her stomach and waist. As I started to wash her privates, I motioned for her to spread her legs, which she did very nonchalantly. I was very gentle when I washed her abused pussy and asshole. Then I finished washing her legs and feet. I moved her under the warm water spray.
“Rinse yourself off and enjoy the warm water. I will return shortly with a towel.” I told her. I was going to give her some time to relax.
I went to my kitchen and put together some hot food and drink for us. I brought it down and placed into the larger living cell that will be Stacey’s new quarters.
As I walked into the shower room, Stacey was directing the shower towards her sore shoulders.
“Come here” I said as I opened up a soft towel, directing her to step into. She stepped into the towel and let me dry her body off. I turned off the water and directed her to follow me.
Stacey started to turn into her old cell, “No, this way” I said.
As we entered her new cell, I directed her to sit on the bed next to the table. I moved the hot dinner before her. She looked up at me.
“Go ahead and eat” I said
Stacey quickly devoured the first hot meal she has had in days.
After she finished I told her it was time to sleep. As I lay down, I had her lay down beside me, with her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her as I pulled the blanket over her.
“You’re safe in your Master’s arms” I whispered as I shut off the light.
At first she remained still, unsure, but after a while she relaxed. Her breathing slowed and she snuggled up tight.
By morning we both had moved. Stacey had rolled over and I was spooned behind her. Her head was cradled in my left arm and my right was wrapped across her chest up to her neck. She looked so peaceful lying there.
I started to lightly kiss her neck and shoulder. With my right hand I started to massage her shoulder and arm. She opened up her neck to me. Still not awake, as her body responded to my touch. I brought my hand down and gently rubbed her breasts. I could start to hear low moans coming from her. As my cock started to harden, I noticed that it was pressing between her legs. Her left leg was lying on top of my leg so I lifted my leg to place my cock against her pussy. I reached down and started to rub her leg moving slowly towards her pussy.
As my fingers started to rub her puffy lips, she spread her legs. This freed my cock allowing me to slide it up and down against her. I noticed that she was getting very wet and her breathing had deepened. While rubbing my cock, it had worked its way between her lips. All I had to do was press the head with my finger, allowing it to push its way into her. She was so wet, so hot, and so tight that I had to work hard to keep from slamming myself into her. I took my time, slowly inching myself into her. I would push in a little and pull back a little, only to push in a bit more. It seemed like an eternity before I was completely engulfed. I started long, slow and steady strokes. After a few minutes, Stacey started to push down on my cock as I thrust into her. She kept trying to speed things up, but I was determined to keep things at my pace. Several times I found myself trying to keep pace with her hips to prevent any movement within her.
Suddenly Stacey gave out a loud groan as she tried to burry my cock into her. When I looked at her face, she had a look of terror and ecstasy. Between the feelings that her body was feeling and the thoughts of me fucking her, she didn’t know what to do. Despite any thoughts of terror, her body was running on auto-pilot.
“Oh God. What’s happening to me? What are you doing to meeeee?” Stacey screamed.
I picked up my pace to maintain her state, but controlled it to preventing an orgasm. Soon she was grabbing at my waist trying to pull me deeper. She tried to move her hand to her pussy to rub her clit. I wrapped my arms around her to control her, holding her hands up above her waist. Stacey was trying everything she could to gain that sexual release. Anything she could to peak those unfamiliar, wonderful, terrifying, glorious, electric feelings running rampant through her body.
I stopped thrusting and said “Would you prefer me to stop?”
“Please don’t! Please don’t stop!” Stacey cried.
I started to slowly slide my cock out.
“You’re driving me crazy? Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!” She pleaded.
“Ask your master nicely and I might be merciful” I said mockingly
“Please Master PLEASE! I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK PLEASE FUCK ME!” she screamed.
“Anything? I don’t ask for anything.” I said, “I demand everything, total obedience and total commitment. Your entire body is mine to explore, to use, to enjoy for what ever I desire. Your only desire is to please me.”
“YESSS! ANYTHING YOU DESIRE MASTER, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING! PLEASE MASTER, SHOW MERCY!” Stacey screamed.
I grabbed one of her hands and moved it down to her pussy to have her feel my cock sliding into her pussy. I wrapped one of my fingers around her wrist and started to tweak her clit. My other hand started to play with her nipples while I sucked on the nape of her neck. I picked up my pace and started to slam my cock into her harder and faster. Stacey kept pushing down on my cock trying to drive me deeper into her pussy.
“MASTER!” Stacey screamed. Every muscle in her body was convulsing.
I felt that molten lava rapidly building inside me. With Stacey’s body clamping down on my cock, I released a flood of seed deep inside her, flooding her cavity with its first taste of my passion. I continued to shoot into her for several more thrusts and I stopped. Stacey’s body stopped moving momentarily as if she forgot how to breathe. Finally she remembered and grabbed a deep breath.
We laid still for several minutes until our breathing slowed down some. Stacey grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her.
“Master, I know this was opposite from what my mom and dad did to me, but will it always be this way?” She asked.
“No it will not always be this way; it can be better, or worse. But it is not up to you to judge. You are my sub, your goal is to give pleasure to me or whom ever I tell you to. Sometimes you will receive immediate pleasure, other times it will be delayed, or it may not be at all. That is not your concern; your only desire will be to please. Think about this, before this morning, you wouldn’t have even let me touch you, and now you were begging me to fuck you. Think what you could learn if you are willing to let me lead you, what you will experience if you serve me”
“Yes Master, please teach me to please you”
“Do you know how to suck cock?” I asked.
“I tried it once, and he said I was good” replied Stacey
“Well then let’s see just how good you are. Here is what I want you to do. I want you to make me cum twice, the first time within 10 minutes, and the second time about 30 minutes after you get me hard.”
Stacey nodded her head in excitement as she quickly leaned over to start. My cock was semi-hard after the fucking we had so I thought it wouldn’t be hard to arouse me, but I was wrong. Stacey clamped onto the head of my cock and started sucking it like a baby bottle. She actually sucked so hard that it hurt and her teeth rubbed several times. It was quickly becoming too painful to continue. It was a matter of a few seconds and I had taken about all I could.
I grabbed Stacey by the head and looked into her eyes saying “We have a lot of work to teach you. Sucking cock is about giving pleasure, not just how hard you can suck.”
I could tell Stacey was not happy that she had not been able to please me.
“Start like this” I said as I grabbed Stacey’s hand and placed her finger in my mouth. I started to suck lightly while running my tongue around her finger. Then I slowly started to slide her finger in and out of my mouth.
“It isn’t about intensity, but touch and feel. There is more to a cock then just the head as there is more to your mouth then just your lips. Use your tongue, your lips, your throat, but generally watch your teeth. Lick and suck the entire cock, the balls and surrounding area. Breath through your nose and you will be able to take a cock deeper.”
Stacey started to lick my cock head and then moved down the shaft licking and sucking. As she started to lick my balls, I told her to take extra care with them because they were extra sensitive to pressure and pain. She worked back up to the head and slowly slid it between her lips. She began to explore my cock with her mouth. She slid the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked lightly. Her tongue was licking my cock head while she pulled my cock in deeper. She began to fuck her mouth with this object of her desire. She looked up at me looked up at me and read approval of her performance.
I pulled my cock out and pushed her down onto the bed. I straddled her head, placing my cock back into her mouth. I then spread her legs and began to lick her beautiful pussy. It didn’t take long for Stacey to start moaning and grinding her hips. I could tell that Stacey was quickly approaching an orgasm so I let up on the sensations. Stacey lifted her hips trying to stop the torture that she knew had begun. As she began to calm down, I resumed my sucking and tonguing of her delicious pussy. I had a wonderful view of her asshole and ensured that there were plenty of fluids flowing down. After a couple minutes, Stacey was again approaching her orgasm, so again I stopped my lashing.
“Please Master, don’t torture me again. Please master, Let me come!” Stacey begged.
I started to play with her clit with my fingers while I said. “If you want me to let you come, you have two things to accomplish. The first is to work on pushing my cock deeper into your mouth until your lips reach the base. To do this, you will have to learn to overcome your gag reflex and breathe through your nose while sucking my cock. The second item for you to accomplish is to prepare your ass for me. Reach your hands around to your ass and feel. You will notice there is spit and pussy juice on your asshole. You will use your fingers, and rub those juices into your ass. Then starting with one finger you will begin to fuck your ass. Then you will make it two fingers, then three, and then finally four fingers. Once I have felt your lips at the base of my cock and you are fucking yourself, in your ass with at least four fingers, I will let you orgasm. Until then, I will neither let you rest nor orgasm.”
Stacey reached around and felt the juices that had overflowed from her cunt. Stacey started to complain, but was quickly overcome by pleasure as I began my assault on her clit. Several times I brought her close to her orgasm and then pulled back before she started to push my cock deeper into her mouth. Several times she gagged, but she kept trying to push it deeper into her throat. After the fourth time she approached an orgasm she had engulfed my cock entirely. Her hands had grabbed her butt cheeks, but she had not started to play with her asshole yet.
As she approached an orgasm for the fifth time, she pleaded “Master, please don’t make me fuck my ass. Please let me come!”
I ignored her pleas as I pulled back again. As Stacey moved her finger to her moist asshole, I resumed my teasing her clit. Soon she inserted her first finger into her ass followed shortly thereafter with a second finger. By the time I had her close to another orgasm, she had three fingers buried in her backside.
I started to back off, but she picked up the pace of her fucking her ass and I could tell it was bringing her close to her desired orgasm. I stopped licking her pussy therefore preventing her orgasm. Stacey quickly inserted the fourth finger and began to rapidly fuck her ass. Right at this time, Stacey shoved my cock completely down her throat. She had done what I had commanded, so I began to lick and suck on her pussy. As she approached her orgasm, I could tell she was going to do all she could to do to ensure that she reached an orgasm. Stacey again deep throated my cock and shoved as much of her hand into her ass as she could fit. I continued my sucking, to the point where Stacey’s body began to shake and stiffen. Stacey lifted her legs and wrapped them around my head trying to prevent me from releasing. After a few seconds I lightly bit down on Stacey’s abused clit sending her out of control. Her body straightened out and she screamed.
Stacey remained still for a several minutes. During this time I turned around and moved down between her legs.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I placed the tip of my cock at her anus. Not giving her time to fully recover, I started to push my cock deep onto her ass. As I started to fuck her ass, she started to push back. Stacey quickly grabbed my legs trying to pull me in deeper.
“Oh God Master, Fuck my ass.”
After everything, I knew that I wasn’t going to last too long. Soon I could feel that familiar build-up. I could tell that Stacey was also approaching that point of no return. Stacey’s body tensed up again just as I began to flood her ass with my sperm. I slammed my cock deep into her ass one final time.
As my cock went limp, it popped out of her ass. I crawled up beside her as she cuddled up next to me.
“Not bad for a first day of training. Maybe tomorrow, I may have you come with me into Anna’s cell for her first day of training.”
“Master, Anna has no idea of the pleasures. I would be honored to serve you in any way I can”
Stacey placed her head on my shoulder as we drifted to sleep.
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Sarah lay in her bed watching the minutes on her digital alarm clock slowly flick, waiting for morning to come. It felt like hours since she’d gone to bed; in reality, only half an hour had passed. She was 13, and anxious to hear footsteps on the rooftop. She’d missed him every year; this time, she’d stay awake and finally meet Santa Claus.
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Her thoughts continued to wander, and eventually she felt her eyelids get heavy, and her body relaxed itself. She tried to shake herself awake, but sleep was relentless, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to fight it any longer.
But then she heard footsteps, and any chance sleep might have had vanished.
The footsteps were right outside her bedroom door! But there was something wrong with them. She realized quickly that the steps were leading down the hallway from her parent’s room, and as she listened she heard whoever was walking around their house head down the staircase. That didn’t make sense to Sarah, as their chimney led straight to the family room downstairs, and there was no way to get into her parent’s room other than the windows. Santa wouldn’t pass over a perfectly good chimney for a bedroom window, would he?
Sarah pushed off her blankets, careful not to wake her twin brother sleeping on the other side of the room. Her father had promised that she would get her own room in the new year, and she was quite anxious for it to happen. She had started bleeding a month ago, and although her mother told her it was normal, she didn’t want it to happen around her brother. Something just didn’t feel right about it.
Opening the door quietly wasn’t a problem. Her father kept the house well kept, and she’d been sneaking out of her room for years. She listened as the person walked down the stairs, trying to be silent but stepping on every creaking step. Sarah waited in the doorway to her room, and watched the silhouette of the person walk over to the family room. It was then that she saw the other person standing by the Christmas tree.
It was Santa Claus!
No one could mistake the hat with the fuzzy ball on the end. She squinted, but couldn’t make out where Santa had put his magical bag of gifts. It was then that one of the lamps in the family room turned on. Sarah had to look away for a moment, but once her eyes had adjusted, she snuck closer to the railing on the staircase and peered into the room downstairs for a better look.
She saw Santa, but he was much taller and thinner than all the story books. His beard was white, though, and he was wearing the right clothes. He must use his magic to make himself smaller, she thought to herself. That way he can fit in the chimney! It all made sense to her now. But then why was her mother down in the family room? Sarah realized that it was her mother, Jessica, who had walked down the hallway, which made sense seeing as the footsteps had started coming from her parent’s bedroom. Her mother had a housecoat on, and was talking quietly to Santa. She leaned as far forward as she could, trying to eavesdrop, but couldn’t make out any of the words they were saying. Her mother was probably telling Santa all about how Sarah had been a good girl all year, and really deserved whatever presents he had brought.
But again, Sarah could not find Santa’s sack anywhere in the room.
Then Santa leaned over and started kissing her mom, and thoughts of presents fled from Sarah’s mind.
She had never seen her father kiss her mother like this before. It looked rough, and painful, but she heard her mother sigh in what sounded like pleasure. Sarah could see their mouths open, tongues flitting in and out, bodies pressed up against each other. Sarah’s mouth slowly dropped open, amazed at seeing her mother act in such a new way. And with Santa! It wasn’t anything that she had ever dreamed about.
Santa’s hands were on her mother’s bum, and Sarah watches as those hands slid up her mother’s sides, pulling on the cloth keeping her housecoat on. Sarah watched as Jessica shrugs her shoulders back, and the housecoat slid off her shoulders to the floor.
Sarah bit her lip hard, trying not to gasp. Her mother was wearing underwear that was bright red, and fit better than anything Sarah had in her wardrobe. The bra was extremely low-cut, and Sarah could see much of the skin on her mother’s breasts. She looked down at her own, two small budding mounds that barely pushed up against the soft skin of her nightdress. She could see her skin through her dress, and the small white cotton panties she was wearing underneath. Sarah looked back up, staring at the red panties her mother was wearing, admiring the lace around the bottom seams. She wasn’t allowed to wear lace, and wondered why her mother was so adamant about it, and yet was wearing some herself.
She continued to watch her Santa walked over to the large leather recliner, pulling Jessica along by the hand behind him. She watches, amazed, as Santa undid the front of his pants, dropping them down to the ground. Her eyes widened as she saw her first penis. It looked just like the pictures she had seen in the books at school, only more purple. She had the perfect vantage point from her position on the stairs, looking at Santa from roughly a 45 degree angle. She watched as Jessica knelt on the ground, taking Santa’s penis – his cock – in both her hands. She watched intently as her mother moved her hands up and down, rubbing with one hand and twisting with the other. It seemed as though Santa’s cock grew even more once Jessica’s hands were on it. Jessica leaned over, taking the large purple tip in between her moist red lips.
Sarah was suddenly aware of a wetness between her thighs, and in a panic brought her hands up to her panties, ashamed that she had wet herself. No, she thought, if I had peed then I would have felt it. This is something else…
There was a warmth, certainly, but it wasn’t like anything she’d ever felt before. It was a deep warmth that came from somewhere inside, one that couldn’t be urine. She slowly slid one hand down the front of her panties, feeling the warmth of her own flesh. She pushed her hand lower and lower, and when her middle finger touched the first moist spot she almost gasped. She felt pleasure shoot through her, and once again bit her lip to keep from calling out.
Slowly, Sarah slid her hand down again, pushing it further and further, feeling the pleasure of contact in a new area radiate through her body. She looked back towards the family room, and saw her mother take one hand off Santa’s cock, putting even more of it in her mouth. She watched Jessica’s head move slowly up and down the shaft, going further and further down just like Sarah’s own hand, watching as her mother looked up at Santa with obvious lust in her eyes. She saw the same feeling matched in…
It was then that she saw Santa’s beard had fallen off. No, it was more than that. He had taken it off. And then Sarah realized something she had never wanted to consider. Santa Claus was actually her neighbor, Alex Murphy!
She didn’t think of how her mother shouldn’t be doing such private things with the neighbor. She didn’t think of what Mr. Murphy’s wife would do if she knew what was going on. Sarah’s only thought was of how all her life she had believed Santa lived in the North Pole when really he lived next door!
Alex had his hand in Jessica’s hair, and was guiding her head as her mother sucked his cock. Sarah began to move her own hand in a similar motion, finally understanding what those books were talking about when they mentioned stimulating the clit. She used her other hand to pull off her panties, giving more of an access to her fingers instead of having them pressed so hard against her. She sat down on the stairs, and very slowly rubbed the outside of her vagina with one finger. She leaned back, wanting to close her eyes and lose herself, but not wanting to miss what was happening in the family room. She felt strangely intoxicated, like if she looked away it would be worse than anything else she’d ever done.
So it was that she saw Alex deftly undo her mother’s red bra, and pull Jessica up to kiss him once more. The daughter watched as the mother slid off the lacy red panties, and then turned around, lowering herself onto Alex’s lap, pressing her back up against his chest. Sarah watched as Jessica’s hands grabbed Alex’s cock in her hands, and guided it to her vagina. Sarah saw his cock enter, and heard both adults as they sighed in unison.
She wanted to know what her mother was feeling, and so gently slid her middle finger into the hole she had been rubbing.
And it was magnificent. There were nerves that had never been touched, and they were on fire now that they were being touched. Sarah’s eyes were glued to her mother as she watched Jessica rock her hips back and forth, the cock inside of her sliding in and out with every motion. Her mother had her head leaned back, and Alex – still with his santa hat on – was sucking on Jessica’s neck. He had both hands on her breasts, kneading them so hard they were turning white. Sarah saw her mother’s nipples, saw that they were hard, and glanced down at her own. They too were more defined than they’d been before. She brought up her other hand, and began to mimic they way Alex was touching her mother.
She had to lean back against the wall, because the combined feeling of her finger inside of her and her hand on her small breast was overwhelming. She pushed harder with her finger, and felt a slight pinch. It was so sudden, she couldn’t help but gasp out in pain. She looked around quickly, trying to figure out if anyone had heard her, but no one came from the rooms upstairs, and her mother and Alex were too busy fucking.
She realized what word had just gone through her head, and even though she knew it wasn’t a good word to use, she knew what it meant and that it was right. She watched her mother get fucked by their neighbor, and knew that she was turned on. She felt more wetness between her legs, and inserted her finger even farther inside of her. She let out a small moan, and licked her dry, cracked lips. She moved her other hand back down, rubbing her clit at the same time. The sensation was too much, and she began gulping and gasping for air. Her hands were moving faster than ever, but it wasn’t fast enough, and suddenly her entire body seized up, her legs closing on her hands and waves of heat flooded her body. Again, her teeth came down on her lips, and she was surprised that they didn’t break. She realized that she had just given herself her first orgasm, and watched as her mother writhed on top of Alex’s cock, and listened as they both moaned and shook, their own orgasms happening at the same time. Sarah absently wondered if she would ever be able to do that with someone.
It was then that she realized that the pinching she’d felt earlier was her hymen breaking. She panicked, began to stand up, but then fell over. The orgasm she had given herself had sapped her of all her strength. She glanced down the stairs, and was alarmed to see that her mother was picking up her clothes, and putting on her housecoat. Mr. Murphy was gone, probably back up the chimney. Sarah grabbed her white panties, now dried, and used it to wipe up where she thought the blood might be, then scrambled back to her bed.
She laid down, turned towards the wall, and shut her eyes, praying that her mother didn’t come into her room. Sarah listened as her mother’s footsteps came up the stairs, then passed by the room she shared with her twin brother, before ending in her parent’s room. She sighed, grateful that she hadn’t been caught, but wondering when she’d be alone so that she could touch herself again…
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