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merhaba bizler esra ve selcuk esra suan 34 bense 37 yasindayim.esrayla 24 yasinda istanbulda evlendik o cok guzel bir kadindi gorur gormez tutuldum ve cok gecmeden 6 ay icinde evlendik.o bakire oldugu icin opusup ellesmekten baska birsey yapmadik.onun kendini saklama istegine saygi duyuyordum ama arkasina gecepte sarıldığımda o kalcasini hissettiğimde onu sikmemek icin kendimi zor tutuyordum.neyse gunesli bir haziran gununde evlendik ve hemen düğünümüzün ardindan artik onu evire cevire sikebilecegim zamana gelmiştik.balayina antalyada bir otel tercih ettik sabah otele girer girmez karim beni azdirmak icin olsa gerek hemen en küçük bikinisi giydi kalçalarının neredeyse yarisi disardaydi.bende sabirsizlikla aksam olsun o artik bekaretini alayim diye bekliyordum ama iyice azmistim.hazuz basinda guneslenirken etraftakilere aldirmedan bikinisini iyice siyiriyor beni deli ediyordu.bir kac saat kaldiktan sonra artik dayanamayacagimi soyledim ve hemen odaya cikarip karimi altıma aldim onu urkutmemeye calisiyordum ama sikim artik tas gibi olmustu surtunmekten iyice islanmis amina tek seferde soktum sikimi biraz bagirdi ve acidigini soyledi ama birkac gidip gelmeden sonra oda alışmıştı ve inlemeye basladi.o aksami oyle bitirdik 2 defa birlikte olduk ve sonraki gun yemek yemek disinda odadan hic cikmadik.3. gun karim yine seksi bir bikini giydi ve plaja indik etraftaki adamlarin karima bakmasi beni deli etti karimin o kucucuk bikini ile kalcalarini oyle sergilemesi beni cok tahrik etmisti ve tanistigimizdan beri sikmek istedigim o götü artik sikmek icin bir bahanem olmustu.aksam yemege inerken dar elbisesinden ipli tangasi belli oluyor beni oyle gordukce daha cok kiviriyordu o seksi kalcalarini.ben hemen hizlica yemegi bitirmeye çalışıyor o ise yavas yavas sahbet etmeye calisiyordu.o an aklimdaki tek sey odaya cikip karimin gotuni becermekti ama onu buna nasil ikna edecegime dair hic fikrim yoktu.odaya cikip yataga gectikten sonra once karimi amindan bi guzel sikip onu defalarca bosaltip rahatlattim amacim o keyifle bana gotunu siktirmesiydi.uzanip arkasindan onu götünden sikmek istedigimi soyledim.hemen olurrr dedi önce biraz sasirdim ama yapmak icin cok istekli oldugumdan cok uzatmadan cantadan krem alip geldim tam karimin deligini kremleyip rahatlakmak icin yanina sokuldum o sikimi emmeye basladi şok olmuştum evlenmeden önce hic boyle seyler yaomazdi çünkü toplarimi öpüp aletimin kafasini emiyordu bense delirmis vaziyette onu domaltip kremliyecektimki oagzindan bir parca tükürük alip arka deligini islatti ve aletimi alip eliyle arka deligine yerlestirdi.biraz bastirmamla beraber kafasi girmis esra bir hayvan gibi anirmaya basladi ben soktukca o inliyor o inledikce ben dahada kokluyordum aletimi artik kasiklarim esranin o muhtesem kalcalarina vuruyordu esra benim kucuk orospum alttan tasklarimi avucluyor beni benden aliyordu derken haykirarak karimin gotunun icine biraktim tum tohumlarimi resmen yikamistim o mustesem kalcalari amindan asaga süzülüyordu tohumlarim.cok mutlu oldugumu anlamisti esra ve bana donup ben artik senin kadininim kocacim diledigin zaman ve diledigin yerde sikebilirsin götümü dedi.mutluluktan ucuyor ama esranin aletimi o sekilde eline alip arkasina yerlestirmesi bana cok tuhafta gelmisti gercekten.yan yana uzanip sevgili karima arkasından sarildim ve o sekilde uyuya kalmışım ertesi sabah aklimdaki hu soruyu esraya sormanin onu incitmiyecek bir yolunu arıyordum ki esra otelin havuzunda beni birakip odaya cikmasi gerektigini soyledi ve yaksalik bi 5 dk sonra telefonuma odamizdan bana ciplak fotografini atip kocacim gelip karinin gotunu sikip yarraga doyurmak istermisin yaziyordu.hemen kosarak odaya ciktim ve esra cirilciplak karsimda duruyordu egilio aletimi yalamaya basladi tuhafti ama cok keyif aliyordum o yuzden birsey demedim aletimi iyi sertlestirdikten sonra ayaga kalkti ve onumde domalip gotunu iki yana acip hadi kocacim sadece tukuruk yeter dedi aletimi tukurukleyip dayadim esranin gotune bu sefer daha rahat girmisti yaklasik bi 10 dk boyunca karimin gotune pompaladim artik ter icinde kalmistik ve ikimizde deliler gibi bosalmaya basladik muthis bir zekti gercekten.yataga kendimizi attik ve ben artik dayanamayip esraya sormaya karar verdim.gotunu nasil bu kadar guzel siktiriyorsun dedim.once gozlerini dikip bana baka kaldi ve eger kizmayacaksan anlatayim dedi.iste karimin nasil bir orospu olduguna geliyoruz…17 18 yaslarinda ailesiyle gittigi istanbula yakin bir yazliklari varmis ve bu yazlikta ahmet diye bir adam varmis ahmet 30 yaslarinda iri yari bir erkekmis ve bi sekilde esrami ikna edip cikmaya baslamislar bir iki bulusma opusme falan derken o 30 yasindaki koca adam esrami kandirip o körpecik götünu sikmeye baslamis.ahmet yaklasik bir bucuk yil boyunca karimi her bulduğu yerde domaltip gotune pompalayip sikini emdirmis karimin darcacik deligini genisletmisti..inanamadim cok kotu oldum ama bellide etmemeye calisiyordum hmm diye dinlemeye devam ettim ve sonra dedi..sonrasidami var dedim dinle dedi.esra liseyi bitirdikten sonra ise baslamis is yerindeki müdürü serkan esrayi gorur gormez etkilenmiş daha dogrusu eminimki siki kalkmistir esranin istambuldaki o alisveris merkezinde calistigi sure boyunca magazanin kapininde karimin agzina vermis dollerini yalatmis ilk zamanlarda esram cok zorlanmasina ragmen ilişkilerinin devaminda artik serkanin sikinin tamamini boğazına kadar alabiliyormuş.(benim aletimin hepsini ben alamayim diye ucundan yalamis benim kucuk orospum.)ayni donemdede yazlıktaki tokmakcisi ahmete gotunu siktirmeye devam ediyormus.bana iyice ateşler basmis bakire diye aldigim ellemeye dokunmaya kiyamadigim karimi domaltmayan kalmamis diye dusunurken o ana kadar serkan hic gotumu sikmemisti dedi.hangi an diye sordum.birkeresinde esrayi ahmetin arabasindan inerken gormus isyerindeki serkan müdürü daha sonra sorup zorladiktan sonra ogreniyorki esra sadece onun sikini emmiyordu.esrada jest olsun diye ona sanki ilk defa olacakmis gibi gosterip götünu vermis.serkanin siki ahmete gore daha ufak oldugu icin zorlanmadan almis ve yaklasik bir yil boyunca serkan magaza deposunda esrama gotten cakmis agzina verip suratina bosalmis.benim orospu karim bekaretini ellememeleri sarti ile hem ahmete hemde serkana ayni anda gotunu siktirmeye devam etmis taki o isten ayrilana kadar.
sonra yaklasik 22 yasindayken sureklim bir gittigi kuaför vardi diyince ben artik bitmistim odami sikti gotunu esra diye haykirdim.kizma kocacim bunlar artik cok esk**e kaldi ben artik senin kadininim dedi.kizim gotun delik desik olmus dedim ve bu beni ayni anda cokta tahrik etmisti.
eee dedim basladi kuaforu anlatmaya ayda bir iki ugruuormus bazan 3 falan derken arif ve ortağa akifle iyice samimi olmuslar artik sadece saçı icin degil sohbet içinde gider olmuş ve en sonunda ilk olarak arif onu aksam kapanistan sonra kuafore davet etmis esramda yiyecegi yarralardan habersizce gitmiş once arif tekmis epey sohbet edip birseyler ictikten sonra esrayi ellemeye ardinda soymaya baslamis arif çıkarıp vermis sikini esranin eline tabi karim daha oncesindende tecrübeli oldugu icin buyuk bir istahla yaliyormus arifin sikini arif iyice sertlestikten sonra tam esrami sikmeye niyetlenince esra sadece arkadan sikersen olur demis.adamin canina minnet tabi hayvan gibi pompalamis karima dollemis got deligini sabaha kadar sikismisler.arif iki uc gun sonra tekrar aramis esrayi gelirmisin sana harika bir suprizim var diyor.esrada bayilir suprizlere hemen heyecanlanip peki diyor.eminim yedigi yaragin tadida etkili olmustur.aksam 8 den sonra kuafor dukkani kapanır kapanmaz gelmis esra arif hemen onu arka odaya almış ve hic bekletmeden soymaya baslamis.esra hami supriz vardi deyince ortagi akif icerden cikip gelmis esra cok sasirmis ama artik yapacak birsey yok diye baslamis ikisonin birden sikini emmeye birisi gotune pompaliuor digeri agzina bosaliyor.sabaha kadar karimi evire cevire sikmisler.ben karimin anlattiklati karsinsinda şok olmustum ama tuhaf bir bicimde cokta tahrim olmus durumdaydim.peki ne kadar surdu diye sorunca yaklasik 1 bucuk yil dedi.aman allagim iki azman karimi evire cevire bir bucuk yil boyunca birlikte sikmislerdi en az haftada iki sefer bulusup çakıyorlarmış esraya.peki dedim biz birlikye olmaya basladigimizdan beri boyle birsey oldumu diye sordum asla dedi net bir tavirla sadece dedi bir sey daha var ama o cok onemli degil sadece kocam oldugun icin bunuda bilmen gerek diye dusunuyorum dedi hadi esra dedim cikar su baklayi agzindan..
bizim tanismamizdan hemen bir iki hafta once gece kulubune eglenmeye gitmisler ve orada tanistigi bir italyana tum gece kendini siktirmis italyan dayi karimin götünu darma duman edip sabaha kadar domaltmis agzina verip gotune bosalmisti..
bittimi dedim evet kocacim hepsi bu kadar dedi.
daha ne olsun dedim kendi kendine karim tam 5 farkli yarrak yemisti biz evlenene kadar birsuru adam karimin ustune cikip onun daracik got deligini genisletmis agzina yuzune bosalmislardi.bunlari sana anlatmadim benimle evlenmezsin diye dedi ama artik karinim oyle dusunsene dedi beni diledigin gibi diledigin yerse sikebilirsin kocacim dedi.yaklasik 10 12 yildir evliyiz ve karimi gercekten her buldugum yerde sikiyorum amindan cikip gotune pompaliyorum sonra cikarip agzina veriyorum.ne desem yapiyor.buradan karimin eski tokmakcilarina tesekkur ederiyorum onlar sayesinde karim cok tecrubeli bir kadin oldu.o artik sizinde kariniz dilediginiz zaman birlikte sikebiliriz. hem artik ayni anda 3 yarrak birden yiyebiliyor ve bunu cok seviyor.o artik hepimizin karisi..

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Merhaba arkadaşlar adım Murat.Bu anlatacağım hikaye tamamen gerçektir. Aynı apartmanda oturduğumuz, Elif’ le aramızda geçen bir hikayedir. Alt katımızda oturuyorlardı, Hatice teyzenin kızı Elif aramızda 2 yaş olmasına rağmen bana abi derdi, bende ona kardeşim gibi görür okulda falan sahip çıkardım, ailesi de bundan çok hoşlanır beni de severlerdi. Bu bir gün eve girerken dış kapının önünde başımı kaldırdım balkonda Elif vardı ne göreyim Elif’in etek altını görmez miyim; gözlerime inanamadım, ne gördüğümü oda anlamıştı. o günden sonra Elif hep aklımdaydı ama ondan uzak durmaya çalışıyordum. Fazla güzel değildi ama fiziği harikaydı, esmer tenli biraz tombul dolgun dudaklı ve dolgun kalçaları vardı. Rüyalarımda banyoda 31 çekerken hep onu hayal ediyordum.
Günlerden bir gün eve geldiğimde resmen tüm mahalleli bize misafirliğe gelmişti. Kendi odam olmasına rağmen evde rahat edemiyordum, sigara içemiyordum mahalleli kınar eleştirir diye çekiniyordum. Mutfakta çayımı içtim annemin pastalarından yemekteydim Elif ‘de anneme yardım ediyordu, onunda canı sıkkındı, yemediği pastayı bana verdi sen seversin dedi, benimle konuştu ya o gerilim birden kayboldu. Ama canı sıkkındı belliydi yüz ifadesinden, dedim ki Elif’e hadi çatıya çıkalım hem ben sigara içerim sende bana yoldaş olursun dedim. Olabilir dedi ama biraz sonra dedi, geldi benimle çatı katına.
Bizim çatı katı yarı teras işlenmemiş taka tukaların durduğu bir yerdi. Eski bir çekyat vardı üstüne oturduk ben sigaramı yaktım lagara lugara yapıyordum fıkra anlatıyordum o ise hiç gülmüyor tebessüm ediyordu. Eleştirircesine bana bakıyordu, Dedim ki Elif’e bak kız gülmezsen şerefsizim seni zorla gıdıklar gülmekten çatlatırım dedim; o ise hadi ya nasıl yapacaksın onu dedi ayağa kalktı, ve ben birden belini kavradım çekyata oturttum bunu gıdıklamaya başladım, bir elimle ağzını kapatıyordum bir elimle gıdıklıyordum. Abartmıştım, O yakın temastayken çok fena olmuştum, vücudunun sıcaklığını hissettikçe deliriyordum. Gıdıklamayı bıraktım elimi ağzından çektim yüzüne baktım kızarmıştı resmen ve birden Elif’e öpmeye başladım dudaklarını yanaklarını boynunu öpüyordum o hiç karşılık vermiyor karşıda koymuyor du, beklide korkuyordu. Bu beni daha da delirtmişti. Elim göğüslerindeydi, Elif’in üzerinde kot pantolon ve boğarlı kazak vardı. Elimi kazağın içine soktum memelerini elliyordum hiç sesi çıkmıyordu sanki şoka girmişti, Elif sırt üstüydü kot pantolonun düğmesini açtım fermuarını indirdim pantolonunu dizine kadar çektim, iç çamaşırını çıkarmak istedim. Nerde şimdiki kızların giydiği gibi tanga ,kilota bir kemer takmadıkları kalmış, o birden dur dedi yırtacaksın anneme açıklayamam dedi. Bende umurumda değil çıkartacağım dedim. Ağlarcasınaydı, o zaman sen çıkar dedim ona şimdiye kadar hiçbir kızı çırılçıplak görmediğimi o ilk kızın kendisi olacağımı söyledim oda bana kendisinin de hiçbir erkeği çıplak görmediğini söyledi meraklıydı aslında, kinayeli bir şekilde bana sende soyun o zaman dedi., durur muyum hiç.
Ben soyunurken iç çamaşırımdaki menileri görünce bana donuna mı işedin diye gülmeye başladı, neyse Elif karşımda yarı çıplak soyunuyordu. Bir kızda görmem gereken her şey önümdeydi. Amı biraz tüylüydü, sonbahar olduğu için biraz titriyordu çıplakken ana yaklaşmayı çekinmiştim o birden bana titrek bir sesle fazla ileriye gitmeyelim olur mu dedi tabiî ki kızdı, çekiniyordu bende buna anlamıştım ama Elif’i yinede sikecektim. İkimizde ayaktaydık ona öyle bir sarıldım ki ellerim poposun da belinde geziyordu, yüzünün her yerini öpüyor yalıyordum. Biraz eğildim göbeğini memelerini öpüyor okşuyordum. Biraz daha eğildim önünü öpüyor, götünü mıncıklıyordum resmen inceliyordum, Elif’e emir verircesine dön dedim döndü götü önümdeydi Elif’te heyecandan olsa gerek gülüyordu, götü beni bitirdi delirtti ayağa kalktım sikimi götüne sürtmeye başladım oda çok fena olmuştu kasılıyordu, huylanıyordu, gereksiz hareketler yapıyordu, aslında o da benim sikimi merak ediyordu ama bir şey söyleyemiyordu, kulağına sessizce çekyatın üzerine geçelim dedim olur dedi hemen oturmaya kalktı, oturmak yok dön kız dedim; o heyecandan olsa gerek hala gülüyordu sikimi göt deliğinin kenarında gezdiriyordum anlamıştı ne istediğimi ilk başta sakın falan dese de ben kararlıydım sikecektim götünü, biraz abandım başını biraz sokmaya çalıştım sıkıyordu kendini, çektim sikimi geriye videolarda gördüğüm gibi parmağıma sokup biraz genişletmek istedim rahatsız oldu yalı yulu konuşmaya başladı ama nafile genede denedim, sonra tekrar sikimi götüne dayadım abanmaya başladım başı biraz girmişti, heyecan dan ölmek üzereydim, hemen çıkar çıkar acıyor dedi kurtulmaya çalışıyordu, o daha heyecanlıydı ,inildiyordu, iniltileri beni delirtiyordu, sıkma kendini dedim rahatla çıkarıyorum içinden dedim, anladı yalan söylediğimi sıkma dedim götünü, soluk soluğa kalmıştım çıkarıyorum dedim oda bana nefes nefes kalmış hadi oradan yalancı dedi çıkarmaya niyetin olsa çoktan çıkarırdın dedi. Kulağına çok güzel olduğunu, kaç zamandır bu günü hayal ettiğimi söylüyordum. Hatta ona yalvarıyordum, kasma kendini diye o ise tirtir titriyordu. Kendisi soyunmuştu istiyordu, biliyordum ve bana bu senin için der gibi döndüğü bir anda, yani götünü sıkmadığı bir anda bir abandım sikimin yarısı götüne girmişti. Götü alev gibi yanıyordu, resmen kedi yavrusu gibi gurulduyordu, ömrümde hiç tatmadığım zevki yaşıyordum, biraz bekledikten sonra göt deliğinde gidip gelmelere başlamışdım. Gözlerinden yaşlar akıyordu kıvranıyordu, eminim şimdiye kadar hiç çıkarmadığı sesleri çıkarıyordu ama umurumda değildi bir ara bağıracak diye korktum, tam o sırada öyle bir boşaldım ki götüne 31 çekerken hiç bu kadar akmamıştı dölüm. Bir süre yüz üstü yattı çekyatın üzerinde ağlıyordu, bende ona tekrar sarılmaya teselli etmeye çekiniyordum. Götünü gördükçe tekrar tahrik oldum. Cesaretimi toplayıp, sarıldım buna omzuna beline okşuyordum, oda teselli ararcasına biraz gevşemişti, huysuzluğu yoktu. Artık alışmıştım göt nasıl sikilir diye ellerimle göt yanaklarını ayırdım. O tekrar hırçınlaşmaya başladı ama o mor delik bana yalvarıyor du resmen sik dercesine yarağımı göt deliğine dayadım, bir elimle ağzını kapattım. Sikimin başını yavaş yavaş sokmaya başladım, artık kolay giriyordu ilki kadar zor değildi. Ama Elif acı çekiyordu ben zevk alıyordum yarrağımı köküne kadar sokmuştum, ben Elif’in ağzını kapatmıştım ama biride benimkini kapatması gerekiyordu. İkincisi daha zevkliydi git gellerin sayısı ne oldu bilmem ama uzun sürdü. Öyle bir boşaldım ki anlatamam. Elif tirtir titriyordu, gözlerinde yaşlar vardı. Elleri bile titriyordu. Beni itti aptal maptal deyim beddualar ediyordu hemen giyinmeye başladı, yüzünde vücudunda kızarıklıklar vardı, uyarmaya çalıştım hiç önemsemiyordu. Bende giyinmeye başladım konuşmak istedim ama nafile, pişmanlık duyuyordu eminim, hemen kendi evlerine gitti yaklaşık 2 hafta falan benimle hiç konuşmadı.
Bir gün merdivenlerde denk geldik bana döndü kısık ve titrek bir sesle sana bir şey soracağım dedi; ben de sor dedim, hiç birine anlattın mı? Yaptıklarımızı? diye sordu, bende ona hiç kimseye anlatmadığımı, ona değer verdiğimi ve seninle tekrar beraber olmak istiyorum dedim. Bana çatıda yaşadıklarımızı daha önceden planlayıp planlamadığımı sordu. Dedim ki ona daha önceden planlasaydım ukalaca yanıma krem alırdım dedim, oda bana nerde sende o nezaket demez mi, hemen atladım konuya davet ettim çatıya, kremi ben getiririm dedi mutluluktan ölüyorum sandım artık oda istiyordu. Tamam çatı biraz pis ama orası benim ilk milli olduğum yerdi artık. Devam edecek……

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tess gangbangJohn teases the wet opening of my pussy from behind, sliding the tip of his cock up and down as my tongue continues to plunge into Tess. Sasha, near by strips until her perfect body is exposed and she crawls onto the bed…so many choices she has, but she reaches for Tess’s face, pull shed up and presses their lips together.Tess moans into the kiss, just as John finally pushes forward, his massive cock spearing me from behind. I fell my face pressing harder to Tess’ ass as he pushes into me…he groans with frustration, pulls back slightly and plunges back in to me. His cock slides a little deeper. I feel so full. His cock stretches me, fills me…I clench my eyes tightly as he pushes again…I moan into Tess’ ass sending vibrations racing through her.. I feel Sasha’s fingers sliding over Tess’ pussy just below my chin as I fuck her ass with my tongue. Sasha slides two fingers into Tess and I can feel them through her ass. I moan again this time feeling all of John inside me.His hands are on my hips and he just holds himself deep inside me, taking in the sight of the three girls in front of him. His blonde girlfriend, on her knees, her head turned sideways making out with the gorgeous Sasha Grey,her dark hair mismatched in perfect contrast with Tess’. And then, the dark hairs piano teacher, also Tessa, currently impaled by him, her face buried in the ass of his girl. John’s cock twitted inside me….and then the doorbell rang again.I gasped and dislodged quickly from the pile on the bed. Sasha was moving under Tess as I quickly grabbed a dress from the closet and threw over my naked body… Barefoot, I looked back at the scene. John was frustrated, but moving up behind Tess while Sasha tried to maneuver herself underneath her. The two seemed to be fighting for access to Tess’ perfect pussy. I closed the door on my way out as the person at the door downstairs knocked again.I peeked in on Sasha’s daughter who was dutifully practicing her fingering on the piano. I opened the door to see Bianca standing muğla escort there. Looking delicious in a blue sundress. Her breasts standing out without a bra. Of course, I never would have noticed any of this under normal circumstances, but with a pussy suddenly empty and soaking wet, three people naked in my bed upstairs…I would have jumped Bianca right then and there if I thought she were into girls.Bianca stepped inside and started to tell me that she was going to have to cancel her lessons for her daughter. She just couldn’t afford them anymore. I was disappointed, of course, but really…I just wanted to get back upstairs. I don’t know what was happening, but both Bianca and I glanced upstairs when a Tess cried out. I look back at Bianca. There was no mistaking that sound and her body was alive. She shifted her weight and it was clear, just the noise of a woman in pleasure was enough to turn Bianca on. Her nipples grew even harder under the thin cotton dress, no doubt matching how mine felt. She bit her bottom lip and raised her eyebrow at me. Blushing, I looked at her feet and said I had some company over. Bianca, reached for my hand and said she may not be able to bring her daughter for lessons anymore, but….she did have lots of free time now. Holding her hand and glancing back into the practice room, I led Bianca upstairs to my bedroom.When I opened the door and stepped inside, I was not prepared for what I was seeing. Sasha smiled and said that Tess was not cooperating so they had to help her. Tess was tied to my bed, her arms together and up over her head, secured to the headboard. Her legs were spread and and tied to the post at the foot of the bed. Her pussy was wet and glistening in the lights, spread open. A look at the shiny wet com of John confirmed that he had been fucking her.Bianca squeezed my hand tight and then lifted her dress up over her head, dropping it to the floor. Her sandals and panties joined the pile quickly and she was throwing herself into the muş escort hot embrace of Sasha. I dropped my dress and was once again naked, ready to get filled by John again, but, first….I crawled up onto the bed, lifting one leg over Tess’ face and lowering my dripping pussy to her hungry mouth.The shock of her expert tongue against my clit caused an instant mini-explosion to rocket through me. I cried out and watched as John moved back between her legs, ready to push his cock into Tess. But, Sasha stopped him….she guided his cock back towards her own mouth. Bianca, not wasting anytime, dropped between Tess’ legs and began tasting the captive girl on our bed. My hips were rocking over Tess as she licked and sucked on my pussy, trying to get every drop she could reach. I let my ass slide against her nose and then further so that her tongue could taste me there too. Then back so her tongue could reach up, plunging deep into my pussy. John’s cock was just inches away inside Sasha’s mouth over Tess’ breasts. Sasha’s sloppy blow job made Tess’ boobs shine with her saliva. I reached for them, to feel the massive flesh in my hands. Tess moaned up into my pussy. Bianca reached up and pushed her fingers into Tess as she focused on her clit. Tess moaned again and tried to move under the weight of me and her retrains. She was helpless as Bianca pushed two then three fingers into her. Her lips closed around the hard little clit and sucked, her tongue flying back and forth. I could hear Bianca moaning into Tess’ pussy, I could feel Tess moaning into mine. I recached down and began to rub my own clit as Tess pushed her tongue around my wet opening. John groaned and I looked,watching as his cock swelled in Sasha’s mouth…She pull back and held his cock as it finally, for the first time in what would be many times that night, exploded. She directed his cock around Tess’ body…some landed on Tess, some on Sasha’s face. some on my tummy and dripped down over my smooth mound. Bianca was the only one escort bayan that did not get any. This time.I felt my orgasm racing through me before I expected in, my back arched and I cried out. I felt lips one both my boobs – John and Sasha helping themselves. As I was cumin, Tess screamed into my pussy…Bianca working her magic had Tess flooding her mouth with a torrent of wetness. I held on to Sasha and John as I cam over Tess’ face and then collapsed to the side, into John’s arms as he kissed me, his hard masculine lips pushing my mouth open, my ragged breath rushing into him as Sasha moved down to taste me on Tess’ lips. The two of them moaning as they made out again, Bianca, licking her lips, her face shiny and wet with Tess’ massive orgasm. I pulled Bianca to us, sharing my kiss with Bianca AND john.Our tongues danced together as Sasha kissed her her away to Tess’ neck, sucking and marking her as the slut we will use her as over the next several hours. John moves, retreating from the kiss levying Bianca and I to lie next to the tied up Tess, kissing, her hands exploring my body as I explore hers…I twist Bianca onto her back and she turns her head to look at the blonde, sexy Tess. her hair sweaty and plastered to her head, her mouth open and breathing hard as Sasha sucks at her tits. Bianca leans over and kisses Tess’ ear, then Tess turns her face, the two strangers, that have not even really met, begin making out as I move to catch up to Sasha, kissing gym way down Bianca’s body until I have her hard little nipple in my mouth. The two girls moan into the kiss above us as my hand moves to Sasha’s ass. Caressing and sliding over her skin. My fingers dip between the cheeks of her ass and then I feel her hand on my ass. I moan against the nipple in my mouth, my tongue swirling around Bianca’s hard little nub.She squirms, but just to get closer to the kiss she is sharing with Tess.I had almost forgotten about John until I his hard cock is slapping against my upturned ass. I think he still wants to fuck me…still wants to get inside me. I feel Sasha;s hand close around the hard shaft of John’s cock and as I kiss my way down over Bianca’s tummy, I wonder if she will guide him into me….I lift my ass higher into the air, ready to have him inside me again….

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Best friend makes me a sissyI waited nervously at arrivals. His flight had landed 20 minutes ago so I guessed he would be through quite soon. He wasn’t expecting me, but I wanted to catch him by surprise, and also thought if I relied on a normal venue I would back out………. let me explain.My life had fallen apart over the past two weeks. I had always hidden my perversions from my wife (her description, not mine). However once too often I had decided not to go on a night out with her which had raised her suspicion. I left work early, knowing that I had up to 4 hours to myself to wank and goon over my favourite pornography. Knowing she would be out for a while would allow me to relax and really get into it.When I got home from work I immediately went through my perfect goon scenario. I stripped off, and lay in the bath, shaving my legs (I told my wife it was for my occasional cycling expeditions) and around my balls and cock. I then arched my back with my beautiful tiny bald penis pointing down at my face started to urinate all over my body, face and hair. I loved the perversion of it.Then I had a shower and towelled off, and sauntered through to the lounge room with my little bag of tricks I I sat back on a sofa chair and hooked my laptop up to the giant TV in front of me and started playing my favourite sissy videos. I took my beautiful silver bulbous butt plug out of my bag, sucked on it and then popped it into my anus. I felt more and more like the beautiful shemales on the video I was watching. I hung my legs over the arms of the chair playing with my cock in one hand and the butt plug with the other. I felt my orgasm build and build, but like a true gooner I held it at bay. I wanted to wait for my favourite trigger video.It came on, and I knew I had 15 minutes to complete. The scene involved two wank buddies gently wanking to a porn video. One was an obviously beta male with a tiny cock like mine. The other was pure alpha, big cock, big balls. As they continue to wank I lay on the floor, knowing I didn’t have long to go. On the screen the beta after surreptitiously eyeing up the alpha male got on her knees and got between the alpha male’s legs taking his balls manisa escort in her mouth. I rolled back raising my hips above my face jerking my tiny little penis “I love your beautiful cock and balls Roger, give me everything you have” I repeated my usual plea to my imaginary friend. I was timing my orgasm with what I knew would be a huge orgasm on screen, 30 seconds to go as I pulled at my cock and balls.”What is this, you dirty little pervert” I collapsed on the floor and saw my wife standing above me with her iPhone out taking photographs. “I knew there were something pathetic about you but jerking off imagining sucking your best friends cock is truly pathetic”That evening she left to go to her mother’s, leaving a note saying “I’ll give you two weeks to tell Roger”The truth is I wasn’t jerking off to an imaginary friend, it was always my best friend that was in my mind in this scene. I was a beta male he was all alpha, huge cock and balls which I have become obsessed with.To make matters worse the week after I was caught I broke my leg playing football so here I was in the airport waiting for Roger sitting in a wheelchair. He was coming home from a business trip and I had precisely 12 hours to tell him about my obsession before my soon-to-be ex-wife did, it was now or never.Just then I saw him striding through arrivals with purpose. He wasn’t expecting anyone to meet him so was looking straight ahead as he walked past me. “Roger, Roger, it’s me” I whimpered. He looked down at me puzzled seeing the wheelchair and the plaster all the way up to my thigh. “Tom what happened, why are you here?””I broke this playing football, three months in plaster, and in this bloody wheelchair””Okay, okay, but why did you come all the way out to the airport without telling me?””Well I have something to tell you, can we find somewhere quiet?””Sure, sure, where were you thinking?” I had already scoped out the airport and bizarre as it may seem the only quiet empty space was the prayer room. I led him there and he opened the doors for me and indeed it was empty.I was extremely nervous as I knew I was either going to lose a friend or again access to the most maraş escort beautiful cock and balls imaginable,Roger sat down beside me, and asked “so what’s up mate””Liz has left me” I stuttered. Roger started asking questions but I just held up my hand and said “don’t interrupt this is going to be very difficult for me”For the next five minutes I told Roger my story, not just the bit about getting caught but the whole story about never feeling like an adequate man when I was in his presence. About at first envying and hating his huge cock and balls, but then worshipping, trying to get a glance of them any chance I could, and devoting hours and hours wanking and gooning, all the while thinking about him and his big bull cock. I said most of this with my eyes cast downwards, not daring to look Roger in the eye, humiliated yet at the same time glad I was finally getting this off my chest.When I had nothing left to say I lifted my eyes and looked Roger in the face. He looked at me for 20 seconds, with a quizzical look on his face.Then his face hardened and finally he stood up and went to the doors of the prayer room finding the latch and shutting the door, he came back to me standing right in front of my face, straddling my broken leg ” okay Sissy, start wanking my cock” I looked up into his eyes I wasn’t sure if I saw lust or derision.I nervously reached for the fly in his trousers and reached in, almost squealing with delight when I realised he was commando. I wrapped my right hand around his cock and pulled it out. Looking up into his eyes I started gently wanking him.”That’s it bitch, you are here to please daddy” I smiled knowing I had not lost a friend but I had gained a dominating bull, this was going to be an awesome day.I didn’t want to take anything for granted so as his cock became more and more engorged I took its head in my lips, causing my heart to somersault in my chest. This truly was my sexual role. I kept eye contact with him, wanting to read his face and gestures for reassurance. He groaned gently, so I took more of his cock in my mouth. It felt incredible, my first ever cock and it was magnificent. It’s head was like a bulbous escort bayan mushroom soft and spongy, demanding me to nibble and lick it. I truly was in sissy heaven.By now Roger was what I assumed to be at full mast, a magnificent 10 inches of manhood. He took my head in his giant hands and slowly but consistently started to fuck my brains. Thrust by thrust I took another little bit in my mouth and down my throat. Jesus, this was truly magnificent. In my trousers I felt my little clit respond.I reached into his trousers and pulled the giant testicles out. As he fucked my face I fondled and squeezed his beautiful sperm filled balls. By now I had taken all of his cock (practising with dildo’s at home had paid off, this had truly been meant to happen). Spit was starting to drip off my chin and my trousers, but I didn’t care I quickly applied the brakes to my wheelchair as with the force of his pounding I was rolling backwards.‘Okay Sissy, I’m going to paint your face” with that he took his cock out and held its beautiful mushroom head against my face and with a loud grunt started to come and come, as if anointing me as a true sissy in this place of prayer. I cupped my hands around my face, as I already knew I wanted all of his calm in my mouth and then down my throat. He grunted like the alpha a****l he was and his sperm was over my eyes my forehead my nose and cheeks. Rope after rope decorated me until finally he was spent and sat back down in his chair. He popped his cock back into his trousers and studied me. He took out his phone saying “put on a show for me” Slowly, copying the cum sluts I worshipped, I used my index fingers to deposit his cum on my outstretched tongue. I made sure not to miss any, scr****g it from my eyes and my cheeks as my tongue felt heavier and heavier with his beautiful spunk.It was my first taste of anybody else’s cum and I felt empowered as he looked at me, continuing to take photos. “Okay, let’s see you swallow”I withdrew my spunk filled tongue closed my mouth and tilting my head backwards swallowed his beautiful load. I felt empowered by the pleasure I had given and looked two Roger for confirmation comedy he looked at me approvingly as I showed him my empty mouth. “Next time, I’m going to take your little boi pussy, so you better be ready” with that he stood up and locked the door of the chapel and left. I reached into my trousers and furiously brought my little clit to completion. What a day.

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The pub (part two)I laid back on the pool table and relaxed .. i just laid there as my heavy breasts rose and fell as i struggled to catch my breath .. i was begining to sober up .. and good lolly was raising her concerns in my head “what the hell have you done ? These guys know you !! They know your husband !! It will be all around the estate in the morning ” My thoughts of regret were interupted as one of the guys took my hands and pulled me upright into a sitting position on the pool table .. i raised my hands in surrender and told him “i need a time out”I slid down off the table and walked across the pub  feeling their eyes transfixed on my naked body .. I walked into the ladies toilets and quickly went into a cubicle and sat down on the loo .. i squeesed my fanny until i heard the reasuring plop of spunk drop out of me …i cleaned my pussy with tissue and walked out and immedietly saw my myself in the mirror .. i couldnt help but feel aroused .. i stood there in just my heels .. stockings and suspenders staring at my reflection .. my face was covered in cum .. my hair stuck together in places .. i looked like a cheap whore .. and the truth is .. i liked it .. i liked it alot ..The door creaked open as i was bent over the sink splashing my face with cold water .. i stood upright and saw one of the guys standing behind me sheepishly holding a drink .. his eyes stared down at my bare cunt and then up to my tits .. he didnt even look me in the face as he held the drink out towards me “i bought you a voddy” The last time i spoke to this guy .. was when me and my husband had bumped into him and his wife in the highstreet .. and now i was standing in front of him pretty much completely naked .. and it felt so good .. i loved the way he looked at me .. like a hungry man looking at a plate of food .. and i knew i couldnt stop there …I took the drink and downed it in one before placing  the glass onto the sink unit as i leant back against it with my hands down by my sides and let him look .. i turned my head as he gazed at my cunny trying to get him to actually look at my face as i asked him …”sooo did you just come in here to bring me that drink then ?? “i shuffled nervously as he made eye contact for the first time and slowly shook his head licking his lips and dropping his hand down to squeese the throbbing bulge in his jeans .. “no .. i wanna fuck you”I looked down breifly and chuckled quietly to myself .. before staring directly at his hand on the lump in his jeans .. stepping my feet apart slightly as i teased him in my best well spoken mummy voice “oh you want to fuck me do you”I could tell he was gagging to just grab me and ravish my body as he nodded quickly bareing his teeth at me .. I stirred my hips slowly unable to hide how desperate for his cock i was as i replied again in my posh voice “if you could fuck me anyway you wanted .. how would you do it to me?”He took a step towards me as the tension in the room built .. he leant foward into my face and quietly said .. “in the worst way possible”I felt my confident seductive exspression crack as i failed to mask the fact i was taken back by his reply .. tipping my head back as he started to lick up my exposed throat .. i put my arms around him and felt his arse through his jeans as he pushed himself up against me .. grinding his covered erection hard against my bare mound .. i yelped in suprise as he grabbed the backs of my legs and scooped me up sitting me on the sink and forcing my knees up high and wide apart He pushed my head to the side with his face .. his nose pushed into my cheek hissing angrilly through his gritted teeth telling me “now im gonna treat you like the whore you are”The top of his head pushed my face against the mirror as he looked down and franticly snatched open his jeans and pushed them down .. I sucked in the drool from my bottom lip as i looked down and watched .. stupified and slack mouthed by the sight his long upward curved circumsized cock .. i groaned in protest as we both looked down the tops of our istanbul escort heads pressed together as i watched him slap my exposed clit four or five times with his heavy member before he pushed it hard right up my open pussy .. he grabbed my thighs and yanked mybum towards him a little..  i panicked for a second reaching out with my hands to stop myself falling off the sink and knocked off the glass that was beside me shattering it loudly on the tiled floor ..He continued to trash talk me through gritted teeth as he held the backs of my knees and we both watched his veiny cock slam in and out of me ..”Arrghhh yeah Gimme that fucking pussy .. just like that “The door to the toilets creaked open again .. and i looked over at the three guys as they leant in to investigate the noise of the broken glass .. I was overcome with ecstacy and my whole body tingled unconterlably as i looked at them while my tits jumped violently up and down and the noise of his balls slapping against my arse echoed off the tiled walls .. It felt like the muscles in my stomach twisted inside me and my clit phisically leaped as he growled at me “your gonna take my cum inside you arnt you?”
My nipples stood proud hardening until they ached .. my womb convulsed as i looked right at the guys and gasped “YES””AND YOUR GONNA FUCK EVERY GUY HERE ARNT YOU”i felt my pussy squirt violently onto him as i exsploded into orgasm gasping again open mouthed in reply “YEEEES … ALL OF YOU” He dropped my limp legs and forcefully turned my head to face him .. plunging his tounge into my slack mouth and pushing it down my throat .. he pushed himself up on his toes and impaled me .. moaning down my throat as i felt long hard jets of boiling hot cum fire onto the very top of my cervix ..My legs turned to jelly .. i was completely exsausted as he stepped back and i slid off the sink .. i wobbled on my heels struggling to stand as one the other guys reached out and steadied me by my hips .. He told me “Im next lolly” as he steered me towards the cubicle .. i held his forearms to stop myself falling as my high heels slipped on the tiled floor .. he was so eager to fuck me .. he slid me into the cubicle on my heels as i scrambled to stay upright .. i stood with my hands against the walls to steady myself as he pulled one hand into my tummy and pushed me forward with the other .. bending me at the waist .. my arms were shaking as i struggled to hold my upper body up with my hands on the toilet system .. I was still gasping and my insides were still twitching from my orgasm as i felt him slap my bare arse .. the sound amplified by the cubicle walls .. i felt my cheeks jump and the flesh on my thighs ripple as he spanked me ..CLAP .. CLAP .. CLAP .. CLAP .. CLAP ..CLAP ..
I felt my face glow red as i gritted my teeth and took the brutal spanking in silence
CLAP .. CLAP .. CLAP .. CLAP .. CLAP ..CLAP ..
The burn on my arse cheeks grew more and more intense with each smack and i eventually cracked and a long pathetic wail escaped me .. My knees buckled inwards .. my feet slid outwards and i collapsed down onto my own legs just about managing to hold onto the top of the system to slow my fall ..He wrapped his arm around my waist .. and pulled me to my knees while pushing my head down onto the toiltet seat with the other ..He knelt behind me and I felt the familer pinch and then the dull ache of a cock shoved up my arse as i wrapped my arms around the toilet bowl and held on for dear life .. i felt my cheeks fold inwards against his shaft as he pushed down into me .. and my arsehole pucker outwards as he slid back out .. my hot tight collon sucked his fat member as he fucked it in and out .. he growled behind behind me .. “yeeeah right up that fucking arse”He held my hips as he clambered to his feet .. lifting my arse and my feet off the floor as he stood up leaving me to support my upper body on my hands which were gripped around the rim of the toilet bowl .. i felt him release my body weight down and zonguldak escort my arms began to shake as they quickly weakend ..  my shriek of protest verberating around the toilet bowl seemed to excite him more .. and he began fucking me faster as i involentarily lowered my own head down into the dirty toilet ..He leant down into my arse holding my hips so i couldnt push myself back up and hissed “shhhhhh shhhh shhhhh” as he hit the flush .. I spluttered and wimpered as the freezing water doused my head .. soaking my hair and face .. he began to slam me hard and fast .. his long cock pistoning my acheing arsehole before he gradually slowed to a halt .. and held inside me .. his warm cum soothed my burning insides as i moaned loudly into the bowl in relief .. i felt my asshole gape open as he pulled out .. and then slowly close sealing his gift inside me ..I pushed my head up and knelt on the cold floor twisting my hair and wringing it out .. before struggling to my feet .. i dropped the toilet seat and sat down .. i spun some tissue from the spool besides me and took off my glasses and dried the lenses .. i grimaced as i wiped my face dry “uughh yuck” .. two of the guys were leaning in watching me when one of them said “cmon then .. lets get you back out there shall we ?” I stood up and took his hand as he offered it out to me .. i strutted sexually.. swinging my hips as he lead me back into the pub to a chorus of cheers .. I stood by the bar and folded my arms behind my head and did a victory spin on the spot ..the land lord nodded over to me with a big grin from behind the bar “i heard you had a little shower lolly”I climbed up onto a bar stool in front of him balancing on my knees and leaning my hands over the bar pushing my hanging tits together with the top of my arms “i was getting cleaned up for you mike”He raised his eyebrows and laughed to the guys behind me saying “now thats a bar ornament i do like”I teased him again staring at him as i rocked my body back and forth reaching across the bar and seductively wanking a beer pump handle “when do we get to fuck then?”I watched eagaly as he slid a beer crate across the floor with his foot and stepped up onto it to a chorus of encoragement from the guys shouting behind me .. “go on mikey son” .. i wobbled struggling to balance as i crawled up onto the bar on my hands and knees and opened my mouth waiting as he unzipped and produced a shorter than average but fat hard cock .. i turned my head to one side to get under his big round belly and sucked his dick into my mouth .. he held the back of my head and pushed me right down onto it and began thrusting himself quickly back and forth ..  my nose buried in his pubes and held perfectly still as he furiously fucked my mouth .. it didnt take long before i felt his sperm splash the back of my tounge  .. i slid back down off the bar and sat on the stool as i span my tounge around my mouth and swallowed his load down .. he stepped down from the crate and did up his trousers asking “you wanna vodka chaser with that” i smiled back at him as i licked my lips “thankyou mike”I picked up the drink and drank half of it straight down before i pauced with my hand over my mouth .. the alcahol was mixing with the sperm in my stomach causing my tummy to churn .. i felt a little sick as i sat there fanning my red face with my hand when i heard a voice call out “you said everyone in the pub lolly .. these guys are waiting .. your up”I put the drink down and turned to face them on the stool and saw one of the guys phiscally shoved towards me on his heels .. he stood there red faced and nervous .. i reconized him as a regular .. he was a quiet type and i hadnt spoken to him before .. i chuckled to myself as i stepped off the stool and bravely walked towards him .. i stood in front of him with my legs crossed and my fingers interlocked in front of my bare pussy wobbling in my drunken state as i struggled to stand on my heels .. i turned my head to the side and wrinkled my nose “soo escort bayan your next are you darling” He looked down at my legs and nodded sheepishly as reached out and took hold of my hands pulling them away and exposing my cunt .. our fingers interlocked at shoulder height and i walked backwards dragging him with me until we both fell down onto the padded bench seat of the booth were people would normally sit to eat .. the alcahol began to overcome my senses as the room started to spin .. i laid there with my head turned in the opposite direction to his with my hand over my eyes as he fracticly pushed his jeans and pants down .. he dropped his hand and guided himself into my burning well fucked cunny with a little sqeulch .. he breathed heavilly into my ear as he laid on me and pumped his arse quickly up and down .. i felt weak and shakey .. beads of sweat ran down my temples as he groaned into my ear and spurted three times into my pussy tunnel ..I laid there letting my legs fall open against the backrest of the booth and the table .. holding my head in my hands as it throbbed with an intense headache .. i opend my eyes but couldnt take the bright light above me and just covered my face with my hands as i felt my leg lifted up onto the table .. spreading me wide open .. he shuffled into the booth between my legs and pushed his wet cock between my lips sliding it up and down my open slit .. he jerked himself off rubbing his bell end against me as i just laid there and let him until i felt his warm sperm spash into my slot and coat my clit ..I took a deep breath and pulled myself up into a sitting position and opend my eyes blinking to focus .. i slid my bottom to the edge of the seat as the last guy walked over .. i looked up at him and lazilly opend my mouth .. but he just just pulled out his cock and wanked himself .. focusing on my drunken tounge curling up and down at him .. i swayed in my seat as he exhaled loudly and offered his tip between my lips .. i sucked it half heartedly as it jumped on my tounge .. i closed my eyes and concentrated .. holding it in my mouth before i choked it down and swallowed .. i shuddered and shook my head .. i couldnt take any more .. i was satisfied ..  mike noticed the state i was in and walked over and placed a glass of water onto the table .. “get that down you darlin you need to straighten up” i nodded in agreement as i picked the glass and sipped the cold water .. i looked around the pub and noticed some of the guys had left My bones ached as i stumbled to my feet and stretched my back .. i stood there and shrugged “wheres my clothes” .. the guys quickly gathered up my clothing and put them on the table next to me ..
I wobbled on my heels as i stepped into my knickers and pulled them up .. some of the guys helped me .. fastening my bra clip for me and guiding my arms into my shirt .. i stepped into my skirt and pulled it up my legs .. zipped it up and span it around the right way .. i stumbled back into the ladies toilets and brushed my hair dry under the hand dryer .. i looked at myself in the mirror and sighed in regret .. i looked like nothing had happend but i felt ashamed .. guitly for my husband and a little nervous about the guys talking .. i walked back out into the pub and called out loudly as i picked up my shopping bags “right you guys .. ” .. mike the landlord interupted me holding his hands out in front of him “noones going to say anything lolly .. rest assured .. these guys have wives at home ”  .. i nodded at mike and gave him a friendly wink and thanked him as i unbolted the door and swung it open and walked out As luck would have it my husband was unaware that id finished work early that day .. so i would actually arrive home at about the normal time .. i brushed my teeth as soon as i got in to hide the smell of alcahol .. showered and went to bed early saying i didnt feel well .. i had the worse hangover of my life saturday morning and the memories of what id done tortured me for weeks .. i decided i wasnt going to be a slut anymore and made a promise to myself to behave .. i avoid that pub to this day .. but thankfully i dont think anybody spoke about it becauce they didnt want to land themselfs in trouble .. if they did .. it was within a close circle so im confident i got away with it scott free .. xxx

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Swift DisciplineI sat on the couch, my stomach twisted in anxiety, holding the yellow copy of my speeding ticket. I don’t often get tickets, but when I do it’s always a clear case of distraction, and today was no exception. I had flown through a speed trap 20 miles over the speed limit. The officer was kind enough to only write me a ticket and sternly remind me that if I would leave the talking on my phone to when my car was in park, perhaps I wouldn’t be facing a $250 fine.So, here I am waiting for my fiancé. He’ll take it patiently like he does everything. But that won’t prevent me from baring my bottom for a severe punishment. I love him and can’t begin to think of how many times he’s seen me naked, but knowing I’m facing a punishment is a whole different thing and I feel shy, and ashamed. I hear the door click. I feel sick. He comes in and sees my ashen face and the telltale ticket and asks, “Whatcha got there?””A speeding ticket.””Hmm. I see. How’d that happen?”My eyes fall to my hands. If I tell him everything it’ll be worse, but if I leave out the fact I was talking on the phone, and he finds out later it won’t be better. And he usually finds these things out. I took a deep breathe, “I missed the sign for 35 mph and the cop pegged me at that corner where they like to hide.””Right – but you usually drop your speed off a mile tunceli escort before that sign because of that cop. What was different about today? Were you on your phone?”I could barely look at him as I whispered “Yes.” I had broken the phone rule. Conversations while driving were only for utilitarian purposes. I was lost, a road was closed and I needed new directions. Any lengthy conversations were prohibited because they were a distraction and a threat to my safety.I met his gaze and he looked so disappointed. “You realize what this means right? That fine will have to come from our vacation budget which may mean we won’t be traveling this summer. That the cause of this was distraction, and you could’ve hurt someone or taken their life including your own. You will require swift and serious consequences for this. Remove your clothing.”I gasped. Complete nakedness was rarely required except in cases of severe punishment. “Please, no!” I pleaded. He looked at me resolutely and replied “It’s been decided. Remove your clothes and bring me your paddle and the yard stick.”I wanted to pee myself. The yard stick was always and only used to paddle inside and between my legs. And the paddle was the most severe tool we owned. Naked I begged to use the toilet as I handed him the implements. “No,” he said soberly. urfa escort “Swift punishment is immediate. And if you fail to control your bladder as you did your desire to gab on the phone while driving today, let me remind you that I will punish you for that as well.”I shuddered as I followed him to the kitchen to be bent over a kitchen chair. I was already crying softly. I bent over the chair as I heard him tell me that I would get twenty hard paddles over my butt and legs, one for every mile over, and 10 on the inside of each leg for breaking the distraction rule. I was not to move from position or scream. I bent over, feeling the skin pull tight. He told me to spread my legs and in that moment I realized that my privates were now being displayed and I cried harder. I felt the smooth, cool wood of the paddle on my rear. A minute later he swung and made contact and I about went to my knees. How would I do nineteen more? I cried. I clutched the chair. Five in he hit my legs I jumped up and clutched my thighs and begged him to stop. But he refused and reminded me that that swat would now be repeated since I jumped up, and it would be like that with every swat if I didn’t behave. Not wanting to make it longer or worse, I resolved to stay put as if it was my job. I managed through to about swat 13 because he escort bayan was putting some space between those seats. But at swat f******n he decided to rain them on my butt until he hit twenty. I couldn’t stand it. It hurt too much and at swat 17, I lost control of my bladder and peed on the floor. I felt my body flush red. I never pee in front of him to begin with, and then to just lose it on the kitchen floor, I could barely breathe from embarrassment.”I told you not to do that. You’re really having issues with rules today. Ok well, get up and sit on the edge of the chair.”My poor butt could barely take the wooden chair, it hurt so bad. But I did what I was told and spread my legs and felt the cool length of the yard stick on my inner thigh. He tapped my thigh a few times so I wouldn’t know when to expect the first strike. Oh but when it came it was enough to have me begging for mercy again and again for the entire 20 strikes. I barely knew it was over until I heard him say, “You’re going to get five strikes on your pussy for failing to control your bladder. Spread your pussy lips open and don’t close them”I thought I might pee myself again! I wasn’t even going to spanked on the outer lips, but on the delicate inside. How will I manage? Slowly, I spread my pussy open and waited with dread for the strike. Five painful strikes later, he put down the paddle and yard stick pulled me into his embrace and reminded me he loves me. He made me clean up my mess and then carried me to our room to spend a few hours showing me all the ways that he really loves me besides just being my disciplinarian.

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Cumming HomeThe train carriage was empty which suited my mood due to the fact I was going home and I really wasn’t looking forward to it.I felt a dull ache in my stomach at the thought of meeting my grandmother again. It was because of her that I had left home in the first place.My grandmother Cheryl, is an amazon, harridan, a harpy, a she-devil or whatever title you wish to convey upon her.She took me in late in her life, at fifty-one, after my mom threatened to give me up for adoption, and she has always blamed me for the state of her life after I was born. She was sixty-nine now.My grandmother seemed to love her status as a dominant woman, always dressing in tight black outfits and forever flaunting her womanly charms. She was always a good looking woman. Grandma Cheryl was very tall, at least 6’3″, all with shoulder length silver hair and an hourglass figure. She had bright blue eyes and full lips that she always kept glossed in red lipstick, a large bust, flat stomach, curvy hips and a full bottom that had many men hitting on her and not just because of her wealth. She looked at men with disdain. Nothing nor anyone was good enough for her so she started to take her frustrations out on me.That’s when the abuse started. It began with verbal humiliation then progressed to physical v******e. Her favorite thing was to have me naked over her lap, with my cock trapped between her nylon encased thighs and then spank me until I cried.As I got older I was horrified to find I was getting an erection while being punished. It got to the stage where I looked forward to the spankings but then it dawned on me that my grandmother was enjoying it in a perverse way too. One time after a spanking I went to the bathroom to dry my tear stained face and while passing her bedroom door I heard grunting sounds along with a buzzing noise. It was then I realized she was masturbating. The spankings became more frequent and that was when I decided I had to leave. I had to prove to myself that I could get away from her control.But now at the age of nineteen I was headed back home as I didn’t have anywhere else to go. I had ran out of money and options.For the last three years I had been living in London, working in hotels from pot washer to cocktail barman. I thoroughly enjoyed my time.Especially when one of the older married cleaners tricked me into a store cupboard and took advantage of me. As soon as she saw my thick and throbbing cock she gasped with shock.I’m average height, slim with boyish good looks. I get described as cute. Girls my own age aren’t interested in me but I seem to attract older women.After that encounter, word traveled fast around the hotel and I was getting as much sex as I could handle, usually from mature ladies.Then one day I was called into the Brenda Holden’s office to be told I was being ‘let go.’ In other words I was being made redundant.Brenda told me that the tourist trade had greatly decreased and that the hotel was making cuts so it was a case of ‘last in, first out.’Time to leave and go home. I was aware of a peculiar feeling at the thought of seeing my grandmother again. Was it apprehension or excitement? And then we were here. I stepped down from the train with trepidation and wandered over to the taxi curb.Twenty-five minutes later I knocked on my grandmother’s front door, even though I still had a key, but I thought it polite as I didn’t want to annoy her.The door opened and there she was, towering over me by at least five inches. As stern and attractive as ever. A smile formed on her lips. ‘Danny, why it’s so nice to see you again.’ I wasn’t sure if she was being sarcastic or not so I smiled back and replied, ‘It’s lovely to see you too Grandma Cheryl.’She beckoned me inside and when the door closed she took a step towards me. She didn’t seem to be in mourning any more as she was wearing a cream satin blouse which showed off a vast expanse of cleavage, a tight navy blue skirt that came to just above her knees, with grey hose and four inch cream high heels.”How about a hug?” she asked. I moved to her and we wrapped our arms around each other, her large breasts pressing into my face. The hug seemed to last longer than necessary and I could smell her particular perfume that she always wore. She had doused her ample cleavage. My cock was starting to stir so I quickly pulled away and headed with my laundry to the utility room.”Oh just leave everything in there and come and join me in the sitting room,” she said. As she walked away I could see the dark seams up the back of what must have been stockings. My cock had just got harder.We chatted, she got me a root beer and a glass of white wine for herself. She asked about what I had been up to, whether I had a girlfriend and my general health. I filled her in the best I thought reasonable, joked about a girl in every port and confirmed I was fighting fit. She took a long look at me and said, “Yes, you do look very fit.” in an almost seductive tone.After we’d finished our drinks and got caught up I took the rest of my clothes to my bedroom to put them away. Suddenly the door opened and my grandmother stepped inside. “Why don’t you have a shower you must be ready for one after your journey. I’ll sort you a towel out.” and with that she left.I finished unpacking and thought a shower would relax me a bit. I pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt before making my way to the guest bathroom. When I stepped inside I couldn’t see any towels ‘ah well I’ll just have to dry myself on my shirt,’ I thought.Then just out of the corner of my eye I spotted it. Drying over the end of a wooden chair was a black satin corset with breast cups. My imagination was in overdrive. Was it there by accident I wondered. I glanced down at it and quickly made out the cup size. 44DD. My grandmother had a huge rack!I ignored it and stepped under the hot running water. Just then the bathroom door opened and in stepped my grandmother. “Here’s your towels Danny,” she said, but made no attempt to leave. The steam wasn’t completely hiding my nudity and I could sense she was staring at me.”Oh, did I leave that little thing in here?” she said picking up the corset and casually walked to the bathroom door.My mind was now in a whirl. What was she playing at?”Dinner is at seven. Please wear something nice,” she said before she left the bathroom and went back downstairs.At five til’ seven I made my way downstairs and found my grandmother in the kitchen finishing off dinner. To say she was dressed inappropriately for the kitchen was a massive understatement. She was wearing a shiny tight black leather pencil skirt, a white silk blouse with a bra that pushed her breasts up and out. On her feet were black five inch heels and her legs were encased in black silk stockings.”Ah, there you are Danny,” she declared. “Be a good boy and pour my wine will you?””Good boy?” I thought.I dutifully poured her a glass of red wine and then sat down at the dining bed. Grandma Cheryl served the lasagna then sat opposite me, my eyes drawn to her huge breasts. She caught me looking a couple of times but just smiled, a knowing smile that unsettled me. I ate half of it as we made small talk but I found I didn’t have much of an appetite possibly due to staring at her breasts and the raging hard on in my black trousers that I had to do something about.I pushed my half-eaten plate of food away, “It’s been a very long day Grandma Cheryl. I think I am going to bed and get some sleep. Would you excuse me?”She smiled at me, “That’s okay Danny. You go ahead and get some… ‘rest’ now. Okay?”I felt a little concerned that she emphasized the word ‘rest’ and began picking up the dishes.I went upstairs and got undressed and slipped under the covers. It felt good to lay down, but I had this raging hard on brought on by my grandmother. As I was lying naked in bed stroking my erect cock thinking about Grandma Cheryl, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I had just enough time to stuff my throbbing cock between my thighs when she opened the door and just stood there looking at me. “Oh good, you are still awake. I just wanted to say goodnight,” she said as she closed the door and locked it and then slowly walked towards the bed.It was then that I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra, she must have removed it before coming upstairs, and her breasts were swaying in her white shiny silk blouse, her nipples erect and pushing against the fabric. I was mesmerized. She sat down in the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. Her leather skirt creaked and her stockings rasped together.Grandma Cheryl started to stroke my face. ‘It’s so nice to have you home Danny,’ she said as she tilted my head up towards her face. I thought she was about to kiss me but instead she looked me in the eyes said softly, “Open your legs.”I didn’t move or say anything.”Come on, be a good boy for Grandma Cheryl and open your legs.”I couldn’t, my cock was harder than ever and it was taking all my strength to keep it locked between my thighs.My grandmother started to stroke my bare chest as her lips descended on mine. She kissed me gently at first then started to kiss me harder, forcing her tongue deep between my lips and into my mouth. She took hold of one of my nipples and twisted it causing me to groan into her mouth as my legs opened and my cock flipped from between my thighs and tented the bed sheet.”Good boy,” she said as she broke off the deep, lustful kiss. With her right hand, she grabbed my cock over the sheet and started to stroke it. With her left, she unbuttoned three more buttons on her blouse before taking out her left breast. She then took the back of my head and guided my face towards her erect nipple.”Suck it Danny. Suck Grandma Cheryl’s breast,” she ordered me.My lips opened automatically and closed around the hard nub when I felt her pull down the bed sheet and take hold of my throbbing cock.”Mmmm, Danny is being a good boy for his Grandma Cheryl.” This made me moan around her breast as she began to masturbate me. It didn’t take much more than ten strokes of her talented hand before my balls to start tingling and I knew I was close. My buttocks clenched in an effort to stave off an ejaculation and my grandmother knew what was happening.”Oh no, my dear. You are not going to be able to hold back. My hand needs a quick soaking of your hot, young cum and you will give it to me!” she said as she made eye contact with me. Her gaze was like that of a boa constrictor looking into the captive mouse’s eyes as she squeezed the life from her victim. “So cum! Cum for Grandma Cheryl, Danny. That’s it, be a good boy and cum for Grandma Cheryl!’I was unable to resist my grandmother and I exploded all over her hand, my chest and even over her naked left breast. “Oh… please…” was all I could mutter as her hand began working me over through the orgasm and beyond.”That’s it Danny,” she cooed. “Give Grandma Cheryl all of your thick seed. Keep squirting for me!””Grandma… Grandma Cheryl…” I was breathless. “Please stop… it… is too sensitive!””No,” She said as she continued to stroke me through post-orgasm until she was sure she had milked me dry. It was probably the most satisfying orgasm that I’d ever had.She leaned close to me and whispered into my ear, ‘What a naughty boy you are Danny. Grandma Cheryl will punish you for making her hands all sticky.’With that she got up and left the room. I had a fitful night of sleep and laid in bed longer than normal the next morning. I was apprehensive about going back downstairs where I would see her. But, deciding to bite the bullet, I pulled on a pair of shorts and a polo shirt and went to face the music. I was sure there would be recriminations but I couldn’t have been more wrong.”Good morning sleepy head!” she said cheerfully. I mumbled a good morning back.She was wearing a long white silk robe that clung to the contours of her body. I could see she was naked underneath as her nipples poked through the silky material and the silk molded to her round but firm bottom. She puttered around the kitchen as I poured orange juice into a glass and popped a couple of pieces of bread into the toaster.”I’m just going to have a shower.” she said and with that she walked out of the kitchen and up to her bedroom. My eyes followed her delicious silk clad bottom as she climbed the stairs, her hips swaying as she walked. I sat eating my breakfast and wondered what game she was playing. Whatever it was it was drawing me in. My cock was again hard and throbbing.After breakfast, as I was getting ready to go out, there was a knock on my bedroom door and once again my grandmother walked in. Luckily I’d just finished pulling up my jeans. She was wearing a yellow summer dress that came down to her knees, bare legged and wearing cream five inch heels. She looked very nice and I told her so.”Here!” she exclaimed and handed me a wad of cash.”I’ve taken it from your Trust Fund. Enough for pocket money but not enough for you to run away with.” She said sarcastically. When my mother died, she had set up a large trust for me and I would receive the money when I was twenty-five, but until then, my grandmother was a trustee along with her younger sister, my great aunt, Mama Kim. Mama Kim was a well respected sex ther****t in the city. They were allowed to access the income for my benefit they would only do it if they thought it fit to do so. I thanked her, even though she was only giving me my money, but I wanted to keep her happy. I also realized then that it was another way of controlling me. When I was living away from home, I had asked her to use some of the money from my Trust so I could live more comfortably. She refused and said that if I wanted money then I had to come home.I spent most of the day out of the house reflecting on the last twenty-four hours and wondering what the evening would bring.Dinner was again at seven o’clock and as I walked into the kitchen I saw that she was still wearing the same summer dress but with cream colored hose. We chatted about our respective days as we ate and I watched as she drank a chilled white wine.”You’re not going to rush off to bed after dinner are you? I thought we could sit and watch some television,” she asked which came out more like a statement so I nodded in acquiescence.I helped clear the bed then Grandma Cheryl suggested we change into something more comfortable to watch the TV in. I pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went back downstairs to find Grandma Cheryl already in the lounge. It looked like she had taken off her dress and put on a long cream silk dressing gown over her underwear.”Come over here and sit with Grandma Cheryl on the sofa.” she said.I don’t know why, but every time she said ‘Grandma Cheryl’ in the third person, it made my cock swell. It was only half past eight and as Grandma Cheryl flicked through the programs, it was obvious that there was nothing we both could agree on to watch so I went to stand and excuse myself when Grandma Cheryl grabbed my arm and pulled me back down beside her.”We’ll just have to entertain ourselves then. Why don’t you give me a nice foot rub?” she said as she leaned back onto the cushion and hoisted her legs and feet into my lap. “Be a good boy and slip off Grandma Cheryl’s high heels!”I hesitantly pulled off one high heeled shoe after the other and placed them on the floor. I could smell the foot sweat as I placed them down. My cock pulsed at the same time she planted her feet in my lap, her gown riding higher up her thighs.I took one foot and gently rubbed it. “Oh harder Danny. Do it with feeling!” she ordered. As she said that, her other nylon encased foot was rubbing the length of my now hardening cock. I massaged the other foot as her free one once again stroked my now fully erect cock. Precum was slowly staining my shorts as she pulled away from my hands and now used both feet to massage my prick.”Pull your shorts down Danny!”I hesitated. “Danny, do as Grandma Cheryl commands and pull your shorts down, at once!” she said sternly.Taking a deep breath I eased my shorts to the floor so I was sitting on the sofa with my throbbing cock pointing at the ceiling.Grandma Cheryl then took my prick in between her feet and opened her legs to get a better purchase and causing her gown to gape where I could see cream garters attached to her cream stockings. She reached over and picked up one of her high heels and handed it to me.”Place this over your mouth and nose and breathe deeply.” she commanded.I did and I gasped at the salty-sweet smell of her feet and leather and was drawn even further under her spell at sight and the feel of her silky feet slowly stroking my oozing cock up and down. She used her toes to tease the crown of my cock. It was maddening yet so exciting as the slippery silk moved along my rigid member. My cock was leaking oodles of pre-cum from its slit.I was moaning and now begging for relief.”Do you think this will help you shoot Danny?” she said as she undid the belt on her gown and pulled it open to reveal a tight cream silk corset, tight cream silk panties that nuzzled her pussy and her bare breasts with erect nipples.I groaned at the sight and erupted over her feet and my thighs.”That’s good Danny,” Grandma Cheryl said in a husky voice. “Squirt all of that fuck juice on your grandmother’s sexy feet!”I couldn’t help but breath in deeper while her high heel covered my face. The scent of her feet and leather and the feeling of her nylon covered feet working my over was too much. I shot four more hard ropes of hot, sticky cum that came splashing down on her dominating feet.”More cum for your Grandma Cheryl? You are such a naughty boy Danny. You really do need to be punished now for making such a nasty mess on your grandmother’s feet,” she said as she pulled her high heel from my face and put both of kayseri escort them on her cum-covered feet, then stood up and slowly sauntered upstairs. I sat for a few minutes trying to get my head around what had just happened. My Grandma Cheryl seduced me and used her nylon encased feet to force me to cum for her. I couldn’t get the smell of her shoe from nostrils, nor the vision of her feet fucking my cock, out of my head. I shrugged it off and went upstairs and took a shower to cool down and clean up. Lying in bed that night I was still so confused but once again I was hard.On Friday night I felt I needed some space so I arranged to meet some girls I had gone to high school with down at the pizza place and see where the night took us. We’d all had a few good slices of pizza and some pop and by the time we left it was around midnight. The girls took me place that seemed like a bit of a dive but the other girls that were there said it was a place that I would be certain to score. I wasn’t surprised especially if you weren’t fussy. It was more of a ‘grab a granny’ place than anything resembling a decent dance club.I grabbed a root beer and made my way into the throng of people huddled around the dance floor. The music was all from the nineteen eighties, but it certainly got people onto the floor.There were a few older women looking around like they were desperate to get picked up but I was trying to avoid their eyes when one of them came up and dragged me onto the dance floor. She was a few inches taller than me and in her late fifties. She introduced herself as ‘Mama Kim.’ She had dyed blonde hair, big tits and a mouth that looked like it had sucked out gallons of cum in her lifetime. She was wearing a tight red dress. She immediately had one hand on the cheek of my ass and the other trying to rub my cock through my jeans as we danced. It was quite a turn on so when the song ended I excused myself, found my mates and said my goodbye, but I didn’t want to be teased by the girls that brought me here, so I snuck out a side door and called a taxi for a ride home. It was well after two in the morning when I entered the house, trying to be quiet so that I wouldn’t wake Grandma Cheryl , I took off my shoes and went into the kitchen.I was just finishing a glass of cold milk and a few cookies when she walked in and said, “Danny, upstairs now!” Then walked away with me following her.”In here,” she nodded at her bedroom. She was wearing her white silk robe with what looked like white thigh high hose and white five inch heels with gold tips.”I said you needed to be punished and I seem to have been far too lenient with you, coming in at all hours like this!”Before I could object, she ordered me to strip. I tried to protest but she just said, “Strip or get out and find somewhere else to live!”I realized there was nothing I could do but respond to her demand.I slowly undressed until I was naked before her. She took off her robe and underneath she was wearing a white silk bra, white silk suspender belt and a white silk thong. She had on white silk stockings and white high heels. Of course the inevibed happened and my cock became fully erect despite all the willpower I expended trying to keep it down. I was helpless and hopelessly under my grandmother’s sexual spell.She sat on the bed and ordered me over her lap. As it was in my c***dhood, I found myself laying over her silk covered thighs with my cock trapped between her thighs. The spanking started slowly then built up to a more rapid pace, slapping the cheeks of my ass and alternating with the backs of my thighs before slowing down to almost sensual spanks then back again to hard smacks.She would stop and run her long crimson red fingernails over my puckered hole between my bum cheeks then scratch down and over my balls. I was moaning now and not far off from cumming when she stopped and ordered me onto her bed on my back.”You know how horny I get when I spank you,” she said. “Now you’d better do something about it.”She straddled my chest then pulled her thong to one side before shifting up my body until her knees were either side of my head. “I hope you know what to do,” she said as she placed her juicy plump pussy onto my mouth.I licked and sucked her pussy lips, running my tongue along her gash before slipping it deep into her. I heard her moan and she started to gyrate her hips. I sought out her clitoris and gently sucked it before using my tongue to flick it then lick it hard and softly. She was moaning the entire time now and I was intent on teasing her but she had other ideas. She began to fuck my face really hard as she gripped my head with both hands and demanded that I lick her. She kept sliding her pussy over my face using my nose and chin to get her off until she went rigid and with an “Oh fuck!” Then she came hard, her juices gushing into my face and mouth. My grandmother is a squirter I found out first hand as her orgasm continued.Eventually she raised herself and climbed off and collapsed onto the bed beside me. I waited to see what she would do next but then she said, ” Danny, go to your room, we’ll talk in the morning.’With that I gathered my clothes and submissively walked back to my room for another fitful sleep but not before I masturbated to the thought of my grandmother cumming over my face. In the morning she had left me a note on the kitchen bed reminding me it was her birthday the next day. A special birthday. Her seventieth birthday!I walked into town and bought her a card. Being short of cash all I could afford was a bouquet of flowers to be delivered in the morning.At dinner we discussed her birthday and she said that she had booked a bed for the two of us at a French restaurant in town and arranged a taxi for us. She told me it was her treat for being ‘a good little boy.’ After dinner we tidied up and watched a film on the television I said goodnight. It was as I was about to go upstairs that she told me she expected breakfast in bed at eight.The next morning I knocked on her bedroom door and took in a tray laden with a croissant dripping with butter, a bowl of fruit, a glass of orange and a flute of chilled Prosecco plus my birthday card to her.She was sitting up in bed wearing a short low cut black almost see through negligee. I couldn’t stop staring at her nipples as I gently placed the tray on her lap.”Oh darling, how thoughtful. Could you be a dear and pop up in twenty minutes to take away the tray please?” Of course I agreed and had a quick shower before dressing and going back for the tray.I took it from her and was about to leave when she said, “Just put it over there on the bed by the window for the time being. I want my birthday present first!”As she said that she peeled back the sheets on the bed and hiked up her negligee over her hips to reveal a clean shaven and wet pussy.”Come on Danny, give Grandma Cheryl a nice big orgasm for her birthday. Get your head between my thighs and eat your grandmother’s pussy!”I knelt up onto the bed and splayed myself on the bed with my face at her wet pussy. I was getting rather good at this and in no time she was holding onto my hair pulling my face deeper onto her. “Oh fuck!” she cried as once again she squirted all over my face and into my mouth. “Drink it Danny, drink Grandma Cheryl’s juices,” she moaned as she came in floods.As I stood up it was obvious I had an erection pushing out my jeans.”Don’t worry Danny,” she said. “I’ll take care of that later for you.”As I was leaving her bedroom she said, ‘Oh Danny. I forgot to tell you, Your great aunt, Mama Kim, is popping over this afternoon for a slice of birthday cake and a glass of champagne. I do hope you’ll be here.”It was more of an order than a request so I just nodded.At three o’clock the doorbell rang, my grandmother was in the kitchen arranging her birthday flowers that had been delivered earlier so it was up to me to greet Mama Kim.Mama Kim was sixty-seven years old and tall like my grandmother. She was an attractive woman with large breasts and a full bottom, just like my grandmother but her hair was turning grey the last time I saw her which was well over three years ago.”Hello Danny, if it isn’t my favorite nephew,” she said as she strode past me after I’d opened the door to her. She always says I’m her favorite even though I’m her only nephew.I looked at her and she had changed. She seemed to have lost a little weight. her hair was cut in a stylish bob and dyed a light silver. She wore a figure hugging grey woolen dress that came up above the knees and it was quite low cut, showing off an expanse of ample cleavage emphasized by a string of white pearls. She had on grey hose and grey five-inch high heel shoes. Like grandmother her full lips were painted in a scarlet red gloss that set off her pristine white teeth.She came towards me and I instinctively moved back. “A hug for your dear old auntie?” she asked. I was pressed against the wall as she pushed into me, her large soft breasts pressed into my chin. Her lips found mine and she seductively kissed me. “Mmmm, you have grown Danny and in more ways than one,” she said a one hand caressed my growing cock through my jeans while the other tilted my head for another deep mouth-r****g kiss.”I’m in the kitchen darling,” shouted my grandmother and as Mama Kim turned I could see the seams running up the back of her stockings and the way her hips swayed as she walked away. Her legs were well shaped and muscular. I meekly followed behind her.They chatted about this and that for a while, then grandmother told us to go into the sitting room while she sorted out the cake and champagne.The sitting room comprised of a three seat sofa and two matching armchairs. We both took an armchair opposite each other.”So Danny, have you been a good boy for Grandma Cheryl, or have you been a naughty boy that needs stern punishment and a good milking until your balls are dry?” she queried.My mouth dropped open in shock.”Don’t be so surprised, sisters tell each other everything. I’ve even told her to send you to me for a week and I’ll make you into a very, very good boy!” I just stared as I didn’t know what to say. “I’ll milk the cum from your balls until you won’t know which way is up!”Mama Kim then pulled her dress up to her waist showing off the tops of her stockings and the black garters that were holding then up.’How would you like to be naked and put over these powerful thighs for a spanking Danny?’Just then we heard Grandma Cheryl approaching so Mama Kim quickly pulled down her dress and crossed her shapely legs.Cake was dished out and the champagne poured for the two of them. They clinked glasses as Mama Kim stared at me and smiled.The conversation was bland as they caught up on things so I just sat and said nothing, only answering when a direct question came my way. Soon Mama Kim had to leave and as she hugged me goodbye she whispered in my ear that she was “looking forward to seeing me again soon.” My cock got hard again.Soon it was time to go to dinner and I was dressed in my best black suit with a crisp white open necked shirt and shiny black shoes. I felt presentable.Grandma Cheryl came down in a tight black low cut cocktail dress with black stockings and shiny black five-inch high heels.The taxi was on time and we made small talk on the way to the restaurant.We sat at the bed drinking wine and chatting about my future. We both agreed that I would probably benefit from completing my education in town before deciding what to do next. My mind was distracted when I watched my grandmother suck the butter from her asparagus tips. My cock didn’t seem at all distracted.Our main course was excellent and the well cooked steaks left no room for pudding other than the cheese course. Grandma Cheryl ordered the cheese with honey.A large plate of several types of cheese was put between us and we each received a small bowl of honey to dip our cheese of choice into. It was extraordinarily delicious.At one stage honey dripped onto Grandma Cheryl’s cleavage but she just left it and said seductively that she would let me lick it off later that night. The drive back in the taxi was again a quiet affair. Both of us were deep in thought as I wondered what my grandmother would do to me, or have me do to her that night. When we got in the house she turned and said, ‘Follow me.’ I followed her up to her bedroom which was bathed in a soft amber glow from well placed lamps and once inside she ordered me to strip. When I was naked she said, “Good boy, now stand here in front of the bed and drink the water in the glass.”I did as I was told and finished off the odd tasting water. She then proceeded to tie my hands behind my back and secured them to the iron bedstead with silk scarves. She forced my legs apart and tied those to the wrought iron bed structure. I was extremely vulnerable to her ministrations.”Let’s talk about your future in this house shall we? You will only answer ‘Yes Grandma Cheryl’ or ‘No Grandma Cheryl.’ Do you understand?”I stammered out a, “Yes Grandma Cheryl.” “I know you are submissive to me Danny. I knew it before you went away. I know why you came home. You want to be used by me. You want to surrender all of your cum to me, don’t you dear grandson?”I just looked at her high heeled feet standing powerfully on the carpet. She was right. I did want to be used by her, for her to dominate me and take out her sexual pleasure on me. I needed for her to drain my balls, and milk the cum from me. I had always wanted it, although I had wanted to get away and try to break her spell on me but I couldn’t.”Well? Grandma Cheryl’s waiting!”I whispered, “Yes Grandma Cheryl.””Louder Danny. Grandma Cheryl wants to hear you say it!””Yes Grandma Cheryl,” I said louder.”Good boy!” she exclaimed. “Now it’s time for your complete and unadulterated submission to your grandmother.”She walked over to a set of drawers and took out a small flogger which she laid on the bed. Then she stood in front of me and reached behind her and pulled down the zipper of her black dress. Letting it slide to the floor she stepped out of it and threw it onto a nearby chair. She stood before me wearing only a black satin girdle, black silk stockings and her black high heels. Her naked sex glistening with her juices.”Tonight I’m going to make you mine Danny! I’m going to give you what you desire and in the coming weeks I’ll give you things you’ve never even thought about, but you will crave then for evermore.”She took the flogger and brought it down on my throbbing hard cock. I moaned as the tendrils wrapped around my cock with a delicious pain. Then onto my balls. Every time she brought the flogger down onto my groin her large breasts swayed tantalizingly.She whipped me until I was begging her to let me cum.She walked over to the drawers and put the flogger away, then took out some hot cinnamon flavored sex oil. Kneeling before me she poured the oil over her bare breasts. I was even harder at the thought of what my grandmother was going to do next.She took my cock and gently guided it between her huge breasts, slowly sliding her tits up and down my shaft teasing me. “How do your Grandma Cheryl’s breasts feel wrapped around your hard, throbbing cock?” she asked coyly. “Is it everything you dreamed of? Do you like having your cock titfucked by a seventy year old lady?”I was constantly moaning. “I… I need… Oh fuck. Please… I need..” I could only beg.”What do you need Danny?””I need to cum,” I managed to utter.”You need to cum for who, Danny?””I need to cum…. I need to cum for you, Grandma Cheryl,” I gasped.”Who do you need to cum for my darling grandson?” she continued to titfuck my cock with her 44DD flesh weapons.”I need to cum for my Grandma Cheryl!” I screamed. “I need to cum for my grandmother!”An evil smile lit up her face just before she took me deep into her mouth and began sucking the helmet of my hot cinnamon oil flavored cock with vigor while emitting a deep hum. My legs began to shake as my balls tightened up. My grandmother pushed me over the edge with her tight mouthed blowjob. “Grandma Cheryl! I’m cumming! I’m cumming in your mouth!” I screamed as I was forced to explode down her throat. One of her hands held my balls in a tightening grip while the other milked my shaft into her mouth. If my hands hadn’t been tied to the bed I would have collapsed.She continued to suck and milk my cock until she was sure she had all my cum.Grandma Cheryl slowly stood up and licked the cum from her fingers on one hand while the other continued to stroke my still hard cock. “Do you see how good Grandma Cheryl can make you feel Danny? Do you see how much you need your Grandma Cheryl?”I could only nod as I was emotionally drained as well as physically. Plus I was starting to believe it.”The water you drank contained crushed Viagra. Your cock will remain hard for at least four hours, maybe a little longer with the proper coaxing. I intend on using you tonight.”She untied my legs first, then my hands and led me to the bed and told me to lie on my back.She straddled my thighs and looked down at her defeated grandson, her large oiled breasts heaving and glistening in the light.”I need to cum now Danny. Yes, I’m going to use you for my own benefit. I’m going to ride your cock until I orgasm hard and I want your full cooperation. I expect you to satisfy me by not cumming yourself. Do you understand?””Yes Grandma Cheryl,” I acknowledged.She moved forward and took my stiff cock in her hand then started rubbing the head between the lips of her pussy. There was an electricity working up and down my cock shaft.”Do you want this Danny? Because, if we do this, there will be no going back. You will belong to me and I will use you as I see fit!”I nodded.”Tell me Danny, tell me you want it!”I gasped as her pussy hovered kıbrıs escort over my cock. I looked down between my legs. I could see her swollen pussy lips opening as if they were a mouth about to swallow a lollipop. I could feel the heat and the wetness of her juices that dripped down onto me.”Yes. Yes, I want it,” I almost screamed. “I want your pussy to fuck the cum from my cock!”Then she did it. Her pussy lips gently wrapped themselves around the head of my cock just before she sank down slowly onto my phallus, her tight tunnel enveloping me, her eyes never leaving mine as if she was claiming my soul. The tightness and heat were amazing.She started to ride me, grinding my cock into herself, slowly at first. Moans of pleasure came from her lips as she ground her pussy hard down over my loins. She leaned forward, her heavy oiled breasts that smelled of cinnamon laying on my chest as her hard nipples dug into it.”Kiss me Danny. Accept the reality that you are now my personal fuck toy.” She fucked me harder.I raised my head and our lips met. As our tongues battled together she let out a long moan as she fucked me even harder, riding me, lost in her own pleasure until suddenly Grandma Cheryl groaned and came hard, very hard over my cock and balls. I could feel her juices dripping out of her pussy and running down over my balls and the insides of my thighs but luckily I managed to stave off from cumming.She worked her hips to a slow halt before she almost fell off of me onto the bed beside me breathing heavily. After a minute or so she grabbed my still-hard prick. “Your turn to do the work, get on top of me and feed me that young cock of yours again.”I climbed between her nylon covered thighs and looked down at her sprawled before me. She looked sensational even if she was my grandmother. Her long legs cased in black silk, five-inch heels on her sexy feet, and the black satin girdle framing her glistening bald and freshly fucked pussy looked amazing. Not the mention her heaving 44DD breasts. “Come on Danny, fuck your Grandma Cheryl!”I took my cock and slowly slid it into her, listening to her groan as I entered her again.I fucked her slowly at first before leaning forward to get a better angle to drive my thick, rigid cock into her and started to kiss the waddle of her neck. She grabbed my face and kissed me hard. Her hips began to buck to match my thrusts and she arched her back then wrapped her stocking clad thighs around my waist and digging the heels of her fuck me pumps into my ass cheecks before pulling my head down into her neck space and started to whisper in my ear.”Do you like being Grandma Cheryl’s fuck toy Danny? Will you do what Grandma Cheryl tells you from now on?” I could only grunt the affirmatives.”Mama Kim wants to use you too. Shall I let her? She is an evil masturbatrix. Maybe I’ll have her come over in the morning and I will leave you two together and see what she does to you.” She sc****d her high heels down over the backs of my thighs. “Maybe she’ll use her stinky feet on your cock shaft, or she’ll titfuck the cream from your cock! More than likely, she’ll start you off with a handjob and torture your cock until it gives in and squirts a load of cum.”That did it for me. My cock expanded inside of her pushing her over the top and making her cum a second time as I erupted and my seed flooded her pussy walls and womb. “That’s a good boy,” Grandma Cheryl crooned. “Fill my pussy with that baby batter. Give your grandmother all of your seed. Cum Danny. Give me more… more… more… yes… cum more for Grandma Cheryl!”I came and came, a never ending fountain of fluids that caused Grandma Cheryl to groan and cum again. My vision was getting blurry and my cock felt like it was caught in a hot flesh vise. I couldn’t take much more of the stimulation as my heart was racing a million miles an hour. My balls tightened up one last time as my cock shaft pulsed and I sent one last stream into my grandmother’s hungry and insatiable cunt. I collapsed on top of her, then she rolled me off and allowed me to fall into a deep, deep sleep.I woke up the next morning in her bed, Grandma Cheryl was nowhere to be seen so I looked for my clothes but couldn’t find them. I walked to my room and there in the wardrobe hung my suit and tie. No doubt everything else was in the wash. I lay naked on my bed and drifted off to sleep again.I felt hands on my chest gently shaking me awake. ‘Danny, Danny, are you ok darling?’ I opened my eyes to see my fully dressed grandmother and as I glanced at the clock it read eleven thirty. ‘You look so nice lying there Danny, I must take advantage of your nakedness,’ she said then promptly straddled my face and let her billowing skirt fall over my head. All I could see where her open naked thighs and her wet dripping pussy descending onto my face.”Be a good boy Danny and service me now!” she commanded as she held my head tight between both of her hands and squeezed my skull with her python-strong thighs.I started licking and sucking on her labia and clitoris. I could hear moans coming from Grandma Cheryl as she rocked gently still holding my head. Suddenly my cock was being stroked softly and then I was moaning too.I was confused as Grandma Cheryl had both of her hands holding my head as she gently fucked my face until I heard a muffled voice, “You’re right Cheryl, he is a submissive little slut.” The unknown hands stroked me harder.Grandma Cheryl groaned and replied, “Oh yes he is Kim, and he’s getting very good at it. Would you like to fuck him next?””Sorry,” replied Mama Kim. ‘I’m meeting friends for coffee in a few hours and I don’t want to go reeking of pussy juice and boy’s cum.” She squeezed my cock and said, “I’ll just milk him by hand when you’re through.””Feel free to milk him by hand if you wish,” said Grandma Cheryl quietly as she fucked me harder until her orgasm hit and she came all over my face once again. Her thighs continued to squeeze my head until I became light headed and I passed out.”It looks like you enjoyed that ride Cheryl,” Mama Kim stated. “I think he’s ‘asleep” after you finished.””Oh, I did, and I’m off now. Enjoy your milking dear sister,’ said Grandma Cheryl as she dismounted my face. “I hope the two of you have a good auntie-nephew bonding time. If you need me, I’ll be in my room.” Mama Kim smiled as Grandma Cheryl made her way out of the room. “Bonding time my sweet sleeping nephew. What a novel idea! In fact, I have some restraints that will give ‘bonding time’ a new meaning!”Danny’s great aunt Kim, an elegant woman, strolled to the side of her young nephew’s bed. Mama Kim smiled down at the exhausted and u*********s boy below her. She pulled leather restraints and a gag from a large bag she had brought in. Kim quickly secured her nephew to the heavy oak four poster bed and placed a black ball gag in his mouth. She reach one more time into her bag and drew forth a tube of Astroglide and a glass rectal dilator. She lubed it up and gently pushed it into her nephew’s rectum. She was sure it would have come as a shock to him had he been awake. She stared at her nephew for a few minutes and smiled at her handiwork. He was completely helpless and unable to resist whatever she wished to inflict upon him.Danny didn’t wake up as she touched his scrotum, now a shade of light purple from the earlier torture he had to suffer through. Her soft, bare hand gently brushed across his testicles as she inspected them. She ran her other hand through his soft hair, the boy still in a deep sleep.Kim didn’t even bother to put on oil before she started to slowly pump her hand up and down his semi-erect shaft. This wasn’t an examination; there was no need to remain professional. This would be a complete extraction of his seed, plain and simple. She picked up the pace slowly as she went, soon the boy started to emerge from his thigh-crushing forced slumber brought on by his Grandma Cheryl, his eyes slowly opening to see the sight of the elderly, yet beautiful aunt stroking his manhood so sensually. He didn’t have a chance to adjust to the situation before he moaned loudly through a large black ball gag in his mouth.”Quite a way to wake up, isn’t it honey?” she joked as her pace increased ever more and his penis started to grow solid again. “Mama Kim is here now to stroke your lovely cock further into submission after your nasty Grandma Cheryl used your face as a fuck toy. Oh yes, that full feeling in your ass is my glass rectal dilator. It’s a preparation for later.”Soon Danny remembered where he was and what was happening. He was at the mercy of his aunt, who everyone called ‘Mama Kim,’ and he was strapped to his bed by his wrists and ankles, his manhood exposed to whatever whims she might have. There was a foreign object in his ass. Mama Kim was free to do anything to him, whether for his benefit or not. Just over twenty four hours ago, he was being milked and fucked by his grandmother. Now he was the fuck toy of his grandmother’s sadistic sister Mama Kim. His Aunt Kim was a licensed sex ther****t and, from what Grandma Cheryl mentioned, a sadistic masturbatrix.blood flowed to the young man’s penis as it slowly grew harder at the gentle stroking of Mama Kim’s right hand. A few quick strokes were followed by painfully slow ones, as his aunt’s stroking speed alternated in regular intervals. His eyes looked into hers as he started to feel pulses of electrifying pleasure rush through his body, a very dull soreness in his scrotum. “You are surrendering to me my dear,” Mama Kim teased. “Your cock loves my attentions, doesn’t it?”Soon Danny’s face started to beg for release and his eyes rolled back into his head with every rhythmic moan. Mama Kim didn’t speed up, or slow down, but continued to change between speeds as she felt his whole crotch tighten up as a few drops of milky fluid emerged from his dark purple glans.”Don’t hold it in, dear,” she said, still staring into his eyes with a very evil-looking smirk on her face.A useless instruction, he thought. He wouldn’t be able to hold it back, not after being used by his Grandma Cheryl so ruthlessly earlier in the day. His aunt’s thumb toyed with his precum ridden glans, making the boy squirm on the bed in pleasure. Then, very briefly, Mama Kim increased the velocity of her strokes tenfold. Her hand vigorously stroked the boy’s penis at a vicious pace, producing even louder moans from his gagged mouth. “It’s time to cum sweetie. Cum now, cum Danny,” Mama Kim commanded. “Give Mama Kim all of that nasty, hot young cum!”His squirming worsened and his scrotum tightened ever more as multiple huge spurts of semen erupted like a volcano from the tip of his penis.”Yes… yes… that’s it my little cum cow.” Mama Kim encouraged him. “Look down at your auntie’s long fingers working your cock. Blow your load all over Mama Kim’s hand.”Danny struggled for breath through the large gag in his mouth as he reached his climax, lifting his bottom high off the bed as his aunt continued stroking to ensure complete drainage of his leaking shaft. The smug grin remained plastered to her face as she watched her nephew squirm and shake in complete orgasmic bliss as she continued with post-orgasm torture.”Sometimes it helps to be denied a bit,” said Mama Kim as she straightened up from her hunched over position. “Then to be given release and post-orgasm stroking.”Mama Kim held his cock firm in one hand, and used the other to polish the head of his cock. Danny began pulling at his bonds, but they held him tight. Mama Kim enjoyed this part of the bonding experience. She smiled down on her reluctant nephew, then her hand gracefully let go of the boy’s spasming shaft. “Dear nephew, you do realize that this is only the start of our time together. You aren’t even one hour into your milking,” she informed him. “I don’t have to be at the coffee shop for another few hours. That is plenty of time to make sure that your balls are completely shriveled up and empty of that nasty boy-goo you just shot all over my hand.”She wasn’t satisfied yet; her treatment of Danny had only just begun. This time, she would go over it in a completely different manner than with the previous milking. Her submissive fuck toys were generally locked up in their room, barely ever tended to. Her nephew though was special. Yes, Danny needed very special attention, and she and her sister, Grandma Cheryl, were more than happy to give it to him.The stiletto heel of the aunt’s leather shoes clicked hard as she elegantly walked across the room to a wall-mounted cabinet. She opened it and retrieved a pair of white surgical gloves, slipped onto her well manicured hands with ease.”Danny… as you know, I am a state qualified and nationally recognized sex ther****t” she said as she slowly approached the oak four poster bed her nephew was bound to. “I am now diagnosing you with a severe case of nymphomania. Your treatment has officially begun. Due to your ‘mental illness,’ I have determined that the best course of action is that you will be milked several times, every day, for the rest of your life.”His face quizzically looked at her as she playfully snapped her gloves onto her wrists.”Nymphomania?” she completed the question his face conveyed. “It means this swollen head…” her hand touched his glans and she swirled her index finger across it, “Takes over the role of this thinking head,” Mama Kim’s other hand tapped against the boy’s forehead. “And it turns you into a dirty, naughty boy whose mind is corrupted with terrible, dirty thoughts. Then, you can’t help but think horrid things such as having your grandmother fuck you, or your auntie milking your nasty penis.”The aunt sharply slapped Danny’s penis, still drowning in his semen from his recent orgasm. Mama Kim’s hand soon went from playing with his glans to slowly stroking his shaft with her gloved hand. Danny shivered at the strange feeling taking over his body. He wasn’t sure if he wanted it or not, after all he had barely recovered from his previous climax. Soon he started to hate the feeling, her hand stroking his recently milked shaft.”That doesn’t feel very good, does it Danny?” asked Mama Kim as her hand still stroked his hurting shaft. “This is called ‘post orgasm therapy’ my dear. You see, the human body isn’t supposed to ejaculate more than once an hour. Currently you are in the refractory period. This means that you’re not even supposed to have a hard cock such as this one, but I’m sure you can take more. I’m sure you want more, isn’t that right?”He started to twist in his bonds as her hand fully gripped his penis and stroked more strenuously.”You can’t run, dear, you can’t escape your aunt’s grasp, nor will I stop. There are no safe words here,” commented Mama Kim, the smug smirk returning to her mouth. “By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to hate cumming so, so very much. Just you wait.”Danny was under her control as she stroked him. He gasped and hissed, his bottom lifting from the bed again and again trying to escape her well manicured hand. But this time it wasn’t in pleasure, but rather in response to the sharp pain becoming present in his confused shaft. The post-orgasm torture his aunt was administering to his penis played with his emotions on a negative and base level.Danny screamed and pleaded through his gag, which was soon leaking saliva down his chin and cheeks. Mama Kim’s young nephew cried as he desperately battled his restraints, twisting and turning his body to escape the aunt’s relentless gloved hands. Kim’s face bore a sadistic smile watching her subject’s reactions to the intense pain he was experiencing.”Don’t tell me you don’t like it Danny,” cooed Mama Kim as she rubbed her nephew’s bulging testicles. “I know you’re lying to me… You love it, don’t you? Every man likes having an elderly woman playing with their genitals. You are such naughty boys, all of you, but you love it. You can’t get enough; you’re not just lying to me, but to yourself.”Danny barely heard anything his aunt told him, the pain in his shaft worsening with every unabated stroke. Soon the boy was too exhausted to fight the pain, and laid his head down, giving in to his bonds. But his body continued to shake and shiver as the aunt continued with the brutal procedure.”Are you getting close yet, honey?” asked Mama Kim as her nephew closed his eyes, still breathing very deeply and with great pace. “I’m not stopping until you can ejaculate some more for me.”Deep down his aunt knew he was drained, exhausted and definitely incapable of ejaculating any more than a few drop of semen. His scrotum was completely drained, but she wouldn’t stop. She was going to break her nephew. He would hate the feeling of sexual arousal, of a woman’s touch to his penis, the touch of her hand, or his grandmother’s, or even his own touch to his manhood. It was the only way to cure him of his sickness, his sick obsession with masturbating.Her shivering nephew was conflicted, as the strokes became pleasurable, yet extremely painful. His moans varied between pain and arousal, his body started to twist and fight again. Mama Kim didn’t stop for a second, her never-ending consistent strokes of Danny’s aching shaft picking up pace rapidly. Danny’s backside again lifted from the bed, his torso contorting as it was in mid-air, before quickly slamming back down onto the bed again.”There we go, good boy,” she murmured in a sugary voice, still smirking as her nephew started to rhythmically slam onto the bed.Danny’s breathing intensified even more, as his eyes rolled back into his head and a loud moan erupted from behind the saliva-secreting ball gag. Mama Kim felt his scrotum retract viciously as it desperately tried to produce seminal fluids for his nearing climax. However, as desperately as her exhausted and confused nephew’s escort bayan testicles attempted to produce a single load, a ruined climax hit his body, and nothing erupted from his glans like before. Seven intense, yet dry, contractions of his penis were noted by Kim as his shaft pulsed hard in her hands.As expected, the boy had barely produced anything from his painful climax. One sad little drop of milky fluid, barely larger than the fingernail on her pinky, sat just under the shaking boy’s belly button. Danny struggled for breath and he sobbed louder than before, very sharp and painful pulses rushed through his shaft and scrotum.”That’s a tad disappointing, isn’t it?” commented Mama Kim, looking at the depressingly small drop of spunk on the boy’s lower abdomen, her face conveying a slight disgusted look. But inside she was quite satisfied, yet still not near done. “Personally, I would not be proud of this.”Her index finger swiftly scooped up the small drop of semen. She leaned over her distressed nephew’s face, his eyes drowning in tears. His eyes widened as Mama Kim suddenly placed her finger to her mouth and gently licked the droplet of cum off her crimson fingernail. “Imagine, my dear,” Mama Kim cooed. “Imagine me taking the head of your cock into my mouth and sucking on it like a lollipop. Just think how it would feel to have your glans thoroughly worked over by my tongue. I know your grandmother’s mouth did the deed, but my mouth is more adept at forcing a man, or a boy in your case, to cum uncontrollably.”Danny abruptly moaned in distress as Kim’s tongue danced across her lips. His cock throbbed at the thought of Mama Kim’s ruby red lips surrounding his sensitive cock meat and her continued torture.”It tastes kind of weak,” said the smirking aunt, as she licked her fingers clean. “Let’s be real now though Danny, I’m going to need more of your cum in order to make a honest determination if it is weak or not.”As she retracted her finger from her mouth, Danny moaned hard against the ball gag, knowing full well she about to start another milking. His cock felt hot and raw. Mama Kim looked down into the eyes of the poor boy that was strapped to the steel bed. He was struggling feebly against his bonds. It took him less than a minute to give up. He was bound securely.”It’s time to start another milking,” said Mama Kim as walked over to door and stuck her head out, Danny could hear his aunt talking to his grandmother. “Cheryl, would you please come into Danny’s room? Thank you.”A moment later, Grandma Cheryl walked in, her high heels clicking on the floor. “Yes Kim?””Milk him,” Mama Kim commanded. “I want you to pull a load of cum from your grandson’s balls.”Cheryl looked over at Danny and smiled then turned to face Mama Kim, “Yes dear sister. I’d be happy to!”Mama Kim walked to the bed and gently stroked Danny’s hair and watched as Cheryl fished in the cabinet for a pair of latex gloves. She glared down into the boy’s eyes, as they sought some hint of mercy.”So you know Danny, Your Grandma Cheryl always does such a thorough job of emptying a boy’s balls,” Mama Kim informed him. “You’ll be surprised at what your grandmother is going to pull from your aching cock.”As Grandma Cheryl pulled on the gloves and approached her grandson, she noticed his penis starting to shrink from its uncomfortably erect state. “Now Danny, don’t let that naughty cock fall down now.”Grandma Cheryl leaned over the bed and slowly stroked the boy’s shaft a few times, her grandson groaning in horrible pain. For a few brief seconds, he felt complete bliss as his penis started to shrink, but his ruthless grandmother didn’t stop the torture. He started sobbing as he thought of everything possibly to come with Grandma Cheryl and Mama Kim milking him.”Already crying, dear?” asked Grandma Cheryl as she stroked the boy’s member until it stood fully erect, colored a slight shade of purple and pulsing in terrible pain. “I haven’t even started yet.”Grandma Cheryl circled the bed, visually inspecting her grandson’s exhausted body. Her gloved left hand ran across his feet, legs, hips and torso as she circled him, producing goose bumps on his light skin.”I’m going to free you from your bonds for a moment to adjust you for the following position,” explained Grandma Cheryl, her heels slowly clacking against the thick floor tiles. “But if you dare try to escape, I wouldn’t hold back if I am forced to whip you. You won’t be even able to crawl when I’m done with you, and your ass will be nothing more than ground up meat.”Danny was intimidated by this, and immediately abandoned all thoughts of escaping. In his short time being back at home, he had been subjected to several milkings at the hands, feet, breasts and pussy of his grandmother and then at the hands of his great aunt Kim. Better to feel pleasure of pain than the sting of her whip.As Danny felt the harsh leather cuff being loosened from his left wrist, looking up at his gorgeous elderly grandmother as she did so, he shifted his aching arm to a more comfortable position. Grandma Cheryl finally released Danny from his final bond; he twisted his hurting left ankle in an attempt to rid himself of the pain. A pain he could not soften in any way though, was the one present in his penis, which stood upright from his body.”On all fours, Danny,” commanded Grandma Cheryl, her voice sweet yet dominant. “I’m going to take control over your penile stimulation this time around. I will be stroking your cock this time, and I will not stop. If you resist my hand, there will be consequences. Mama Kim will tell me when I need to stop, you or I won’t decide. Meanwhile, my fingers will be providing constant stimulation to your prostate.”The nineteen year-old obediently turned around on his stomach, his rock hard, painful member briefly squeezed between his body and the rough comforter of his bed adding to the discomfort. He swiftly extended his bottom outwards behind himself, as he assumed Grandma Cheryl’s desired position. Cheryl began strapping him down again. Once done, she looked to Mama Kim.”You may begin dear sister,” Mama Kim requested.Danny’s literal painful anticipation grew when his grandmother’s gloved finger started to circle his full pink hole, still plugged with the glass rectal dilator that his bottom was stuffed with while he was u*********s. His sphincter tightened around the instrument, it created a sensation he presumed would be pleasurable had he not been in the highly painful and uncomfortable state he was presently in.Grandma Cheryl’s latex-covered fingers gripped the flat bottom of the dilator, which stuck out from the boy’s sphincter. She twisted the dilator inside of Danny’s stretched hole, making him hiss through the ball gag. Cheryl slowly started to remove the instrument from her grandson’s bottom, before quickly replacing it to his hole fully. Her fuck toy uncomfortably grunted.”Try to relax your bottom for her, Danny,” requested Mama Kim sweetly, watching as Grandma Cheryl once again gripped the flat bottom of the dilator.As much as Danny tried though, he simply couldn’t fully relax his body. The great pain in his throbbing cock was too bad to even let him relax, so he instead just took a deep breath as he felt his grandmother once again unbearably twist the glass instrument inside of his rectum.Grandma Cheryl slowly slid the three inch rectal dilator from the boy’s spasming behind, making sure to twist and turn it as much as possible. Danny squirmed on the bed as the dilator slowly left his rectum. As it exited with a wet pop sound, Danny groaned in satisfaction. His rectum immediately reacted to the emptiness as it started to contract repeatedly by itself. The boy felt very loose in his bottom, the three inch dilator that had been wedged inside had definitely done its job. He jumped at the sensation of Grandma Cheryl’s gloved finger stroking across his loose pink hole. Her other hand spread his ass-cheeks apart gently and she started to tease the entrance to his sphincter, Danny squirmed at the pleasurable yet irritating sensation it produced in his behind. Cheryl’s teasing was soon followed by her un-lubricated index finger entering his anus roughly. She knew leaving her finger un-lubricated would provide a lot of discomfort and maybe even pain to her grandson, which would contribute perfectly to the desired reaction. Eventually, after unbearably twisting her finger in the shallow entry to Danny’s rectum, Grandma Cheryl’s dry finger plunged deep into Danny’s velvety sphincter, making him scream loudly into the ball gag at the irritating feeling it produced.”There we go, good boy,” muttered Mama Kim. “Cheryl start stroking his cock for me.”After waiting for a few moments for Cheryl to start stroking her nephew’s aching shaft, and seeing his reluctance to the milking, Mama Kim stepped forward and pressed a finger down hard on the floor of his rectum. This made Danny scream at the top of his lungs as the sensation in his bottom went from almost erotic to unbearably painful very quickly.”I said stroke him sister!” exclaimed Mama Kim impatiently. Cheryl began vigorously massaging the boy’s prostate gland. Loud moans of agony filled the room of Cheryl’s house and no one in town were any wiser as to what was taking place at 1464 Bay Street as it was secluded.Her hand obediently squeezed and gripped his painful, half-erect member and she started to slowly pump up and down, as if milking a cow. This only inflicted more pain onto his shaft, but he didn’t dare resist due to the fear of receiving any worse forms of punishment with his grandmother’s whip. Not even a very little part of him enjoyed the procedure this time; it was twice as intrusive and three times as painful. It wasn’t long before his burning eyes filled up with tears again, and he started sobbing into the comforter of the his bed turned torture table.”Oh, come on,” remarked Mama Kim. “It can’t possibly be that bad, I thought you liked it when I massaged your bottom like this. Cheryl’s hands are as talented as mine. She loves milking men in the cow position. You’re Mama Kim’s cum cow, remember?”Her voice pierced his mind, as she tore him apart with her humiliating words. Not only was he crying in pain, but also in embarrassment. He wondered how he had ever gotten himself stuck in such a situation, why he was so stupid as to come home. Regret wouldn’t do anything to change his current situation, but he couldn’t help but think about his prior actions that led up to him having his elderly grandmother’s finger wedged deep into his ass, and her gloved hand milking him like a cow. A ‘Cum Cow’ as Mama Kim put it.”Keep stroking,” Mama Kim commanded, watching Cheryl carefully as her sister’s finger viciously attacked Danny’s prostate. “Pick up the pace Cheryl. Let him know your hands. Danny, you better cum soon for your grandmother. She’ll never force you to reach climax like that. You’ll be here for hours with her fingers up your ass and her hand milking your cock!”Fearful of the power his great aunt had over him, he obeyed and started to hump his shaft into Grandma Cheryl’s hand. His body shivered and his penis ached as he desperately screamed for release. His words were unintelligible though, as the black gag held him back from forming words. Danny’s breathing stopped briefly as Grandma Cheryl’s unlubricated index finger was joined by her middle finger, which fought its way into his sphincter. “Wow, the dilator really helped don’t you think, dear?” asked Grandma Cheryl, as if she was just having a normal conversation with him, instead of ruthlessly torturing her grandson. “Even without lubricant, I’ve fit two fingers inside of you.”Grandma Cheryl laughed loudly as his hole started to repeatedly contract, trying to expel her fingers from inside it. But she persisted, massaging his prostate even rougher and with more force than before. Danny started to bang his head against the bed repeatedly as she continued to stroked his penis. The pain was now present all through his lower body and his abdomen. The dull pain his grandmother’s fingers were producing previously transformed to a sharp, pulsing pain as he felt the walls of his sphincter being ruthlessly forced apart by her un-lubricated fingers.Tears started to rain from his burning eyeballs, streaming down his face, while he repeatedly smacked his head into the bed. He struggled to breathe, and the grip on his penis changed as it loosened, but Cheryl continued stroking him. Milking his cock without mercy.”Keep breathing, Danny,” encouraged Grandma Cheryl, more sympathetically. “I won’t stop stroking your cock until you’ve ejaculated! Remember my terms, I’m not stopping until I get a nice big load from you!”His rhythmic cries intensified and he tried as hard he could to continue humping his pulsing, hard shaft into his Grandma Cheryl’s grip. Mama Kim stepped around him and he felt her hand placed on his back. She moved from the top of his back to between his legs, as she violently gripped his scrotum. She brutally tugged on his sac, sending uncomfortable tingles through his throbbing shaft.”Cheryl has her fingers up your ass and is milking your hard cock, Danny,” Mama Kim informed the young man of his current situation. “And now, I have my hand wrapped around your balls. It’s time to cum Danny. It’s time to give your Grandma Cheryl and Mama Kim everything you have left!”Too out of breath to even scream any more, Danny gave up trying to fight and rested his hurting head on the bed, still leaking tears from his burning eyes. Grandma Cheryl’s right hand kept up her rhythmic stroking and gripped his shaft even tighter as Mama Kim continued pulling on his scrotum, which was becoming an unhealthy shade of purple. He could barely take the pain any more, and he felt very close to losing consciousness again. But his grandmother and great aunt would not stop with the horrible torment. His shaft started to feel numb and his aching sphincter stopped contracting. Slowly he felt his whole body start to become tingly and numb as Cheryl continued stroking his member.”Almost there, honey,” cooed Grandma Cheryl as she felt his body starting to become fatigued, and judging by the tightness of his purple-tinted scrotum he was close to climax. “I’m going to stroke you now as fast as I can. Keep fucking my fist!”Danny tried as hard as he could to keep fucking his grandmother’s fist, but he was almost too fatigued to even keep his hips moving. His head fell deeper into the bed, and Mama Kim knew he was past his breaking point. Her hand that was tugging on his scrotum, shot further between his legs until she could grip the base of his penis and hold it firm as Grandma Cheryl stroked it. “Cum for us Danny!” Grandma Cheryl commanded as she stroked it with great pace, and pressed down hard on her grandson’s throbbing prostate gland, she felt his penis start to contract as it tried to spurt semen.”MMMmmmm huhhhh,” Danny screamed into his gag as his cock spasmed hard in his grandmother’s grip.The boy’s testicles couldn’t produce any semen to keep up with his climax, and his body shook as she continued to stroke his erect member. Finally, just as Danny felt on the verge of passing out, Cheryl’s fingers retracted out of his aching sphincter. The emptiness he felt in his bottom was soon replaced by the glass rectal dilator from earlier, as she plugged his behind with it once again. Just like her fingers, she didn’t bother to lubricate the dilator as she shoved it into his rear end.As she did this, her hand continued to slowly stroke the boy’s convulsing and exhausted shaft. Mama Kim held his cock firm for Cheryl. A congratulatory slap on his bottom finished off the procedure as both Mama Kim and Cheryl let go of his penis. A thin, clear drool came out from the tip of his cock.”Cheryl, excellent teamwork!” said Mama Kim as she congratulated her older sister.Grandma Cheryl peeled off her gloves, then leaned down and patted Danny on the back of the head. Danny had never been in such great physical pain before, as he collapsed fully onto the bed, a shivering and spasming mess.”You’ve been such a good boy today,” said Grandma Cheryl, depositing her surgical gloves into the bin next to his bed. “I trust you enjoyed it. Just think, you haven’t even been milked a full day yet. Think of all the days ahead and all the different ways Mama Kim and I will drain your balls.”Mama Kim grinned sadistically as she unshackled the boy and turned his completely exhausted form onto his back. Grandma Cheryl stepped in and began strapping his wrists and ankles to the bed once again while Mama Kim used a cold wet cloth to wipe the boy’s saliva covered face.”Good work sister. Thank you for your help,” Mama Kim said softly.”You’re welcome dear,” Cheryl replied. “It’s always a pleasure to work with you.””If you need help a little later with our fuck toy, I will be here for you. And, Danny dear,” Mama Kim said as she exited the room. “It was a pleasure milking you for Grandma Cheryl.” Mama Kim closed the heavy door behind her.Finally graced with rest, even though he was still in great physical pain, he looked to his grandmother who was standing quietly above him. Danny’s eyes grew heavy and he managed to fall asleep in his bonds after a few minutes. Greatly aroused by the procedure she had conducted on her helpless patient, Grandma Cheryl began to undress. After swiftly getting out of her leather dress, she sat down by the desk in her nephew’s room. Not even bothering to remove the black stiletto heels from her feet, or taking off her garter belt or corset, her hand flew into her lace panties and her fingers started to play with her wet clitoris. She gasped in pleasure as she inserted two fingers into her neatly shaven vagina, sawing them in and out of herself.It didn’t take her long to reach a climax, and her vagina leaked milky feminine juices into the fabric of her lace panties as she continued to slowly rub her wet clitoris. Grandma Cheryl felt a little bit of Danny’s exhaustion with her hand buried in her underwear, and smiled at her sleeping grandson. It was good to have him home.

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Caught Cross-dressing by my wifeCaught Cross-dressing by my wifeCaught cross-dressing by my wifeI have always been a cross dresser and enjoyed it. When I got married I put all my special clothes in the basement and lived a normal life. One day I was home from a trip early and found my wife was doing the laundry. There on the top of the pile were her pink knickers. I remembered I loved the feel of silk on my body. She left the room and I picked them up and I was running my hand across them and soon I was feeling and rubbing my cock which quickly became erect. All too soon I was shooting the results of my rubbing into my pants… a nice warm sticky mess… well I tossed her knickers back on top of the laundry pile and went to change my very wet underwear! It was a couple weeks later that I needed to go out of town for the night to visit a customer. As I was packing I took a pair of her knickers out of her drawer and took them with me. While on my trip I wore them the entire time and spend very enjoyable evenings feeling myself and cumming in them. As other trips came up manisa escort I went back to my box in the basement and took more and more of my special clothes with me. I was soon dressing up and finding new spots to go to and have fun at… bars where I was having drinks bought for me and hands trying to get under my skirt and, well, I’ll come back to that a bit later…. I was careful to have two bags one normal and one special.As usual when I arrived home I would put my special bag in the garage and leave my normal bag in the kitchen. She would empty it and do the laundry and that would be it. It was several days later that when I went to get fresh pair of under ware it was when I opened my drawer that there on top of my white boxers was a pair of her panties. It was the same pair that I was wearing a couple days ago. I was wondering if maybe it was a mistake or something. She said nothing. On my next trip it was normal. I checked my bag and made sure there were only guy’s clothes in it. Again several days later, when I opened my drawer there maraş escort I saw several pairs of new panties. A thong, briefs and a low cut boy shorts. I knew something was up now. But what, I had no clue. It was a couple weeks later when I found out I needed to go out of town that night that I asked her to pack a bag for me. I arrived home and she was out and there sat my bag. I grabbed it and off I went. At the hotel it was when I opened the bag there on top was a pair of white and pink knickers with a candy kiss taped on them. I now knew it was known to her what I was doing. I wore the knickers all during my trip and enjoyed them a lot. I did not think of whom or what or why, just enjoyed. On my return my wife had made a few comments that could have been taken several ways. I choose the way that I understood them. It got to be a regular thing for her to pack my suit case. Several trips later it was a camisole then a bra. The time seemed to fly by at a fast pace. It has been two years since the first pair showed up and this last trip the escort bayan case carried a dress and makeup and heels. The problem that I was having was that it not only made me feel good but, I looked good also. Under the wife’s idea we joined a gym in order to keep fit and healthy. I also started eating differently/healthier.After several months, I knew the diet and gym visits where doing their job. My normal clothes seemed tighter in places and loose in others. I did not think about it. The only thing that perplexed me was that in tight t-shirts, it looked like I had boobs… or was that just wishful thinking. My waist had gotten smaller and my skin was softer and my body hair was thinner. I just figured that with the diet and vitamins that it was just a nice side effect. My wife had convinced me to let my hair grow and in the sales position I held it did not matter. I was reluctant when she wanted to have both my ears pierced. One had always been pierced since I was a teenager. Now it was both. My wife set up a much deserved vacation for us. It was going to be a month long. If we needed and desired more time, she had included a 2 week extension to the trip. She set up a nice private vacation resort. It was located on a white sands Mexico beach area. She packed the clothes and we were off for much needed rest and relaxation.

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long story for long masturbation sessions(“`-”-/”).___..–””`-._`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)(_Y_.)’ ._ ) `._ `. “-..-‘_..`–‘_..-_/ /–‘_.’ ,'(((‘ (((-(((” ((((K R I S T E N’ S C O L L E C T I O N_________________________________________WARNING!This text file contains sexually explicitmaterial. If you do not wish to read thistype of literature, or you are u******e,PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!_________________________________________Scroll down to view text——————————————————–This work is copyrighted to the author © 2013. Pleasedon’t remove the author information or make any changesto this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration.——————————————————–The Gambleby Scorpio00155(address defunct)***It all started innocently enough, my son was being bullied at school and I thought that I was fit enough to take the bully on for him. I was wrong. (M+/F, FF, m+/F, ped, forced, size, toys, bg, inc, v, d**gs, blkmail, huml)***PART 1I sat and stared across the room at my son who sat with his head in his hands, his whole demeanour was one of defeat. He looked up at me with tears threatening to flow in his eyes, and then put his head back in his hands.”Tell me again what he said,” I said softly with disbelief tingeing my voice.In a dull voice my 15-year-old son repeated what he’d told me no more than twenty minutes past.”Don said the only way to stop him bullying me was for you to beat his girlfriend in a fight.”Shaking my head I wondered what the hell was going on. I’d known that an older boy called Don and his gang of bully-boys was harrying the k**s in the area, along with a number of other parents I’d complained to the local authorities and even the police, yet they’d seemed powerless to stop this teenager’s reign of terror. Now he’d given my son an out and I knew that there had to be a catch in it somewhere, though for the life of me I couldn’t see what it was. Don’s girlfriend would certainly have the advantage of youth on her side, but I’d seen the girl hanging off his arm and she was a mere wisp of a girl. I might have been 35, but I was in damned good shape thanks to daily workouts, I had the height, weight, reach on this ‘girlfriend’, and felt confident of the outcome if we met. Looking at my son I decided that he was at the end of his tether, if all it was going to take was beating the slip of girl Don called his girlfriend to end my Bob’s torment so be it.”Okay,” I said firmly, “where and when does this fight take place?””Mum, no, don’t!” Bob gasped, his head whipping up out of his hands.”I can beat that girl I see hanging off his arm.” I said confidently, “Trust me.””Oh please mum,” my son pleaded with me, “you can’t. The bastard has something up his sleeve; I just know it. Please mum, I don’t want you to get hurt!”The concern in his voice gave me a moment of doubt, but I felt confident in my ability to win against the girl. Looking at Bob I gave him a confident smile and repeated my question about when and where the fight was to be. After about five minutes of trying to dissuade me from the idea of taking up the challenge Bob finally gave in.”He said if you had the guts to accept the challenge” he sighed forlornly, “we should be at the old sports club at seven thirty tonight and…”When he faltered I waited a few moments before encouraging him to go on.”And” he said with great reluctance, “you had to dress right.””Dress right?” I repeated in a puzzled tone.”Mum, please don’t do this.” Bob pleaded with me again.”Bob, just tell me what the hell this ‘dress right’ means.” I replied more firmly than I’d intended.”No trousers, slacks, jeans or shorts.” he said softly staring down at the floor, “Dresses or blouse and skirt are okay. Stockings, no tights; knee-highs or socks and high heels. Bra and panties, no one-piece leotards or swim suits, no bikinis. Mum, please, I’m begging you don’t do it!”I waved off his final plea as I thought about the ‘uniform’ Don had set for the fight, it seemed quite clear to me that he was hoping to get a few flashes of body parts during the conflict. Well, if I had anything to do with it the fight would be over as soon as it started. Glancing at the clock I noted it was approaching six forty, if we were to get to the old sports club on time I needed to get a move on. Rising I told my son to get himself ready while I changed, he looked at me with pleading eyes, but got up to get himself ready as I had asked.All the way to the place where this fight was to take place my son pleaded with me not to go through with it, I was touched by his assertion that he would rather be bullied than see me harmed. Full of my own confidence I tried my best to reassure him that everything would be just fine, that I’d beat the girl easily, that I wouldn’t come to any harm and the bullying would stop. Yet nothing I said seemed to calm his fears, he was positive that Don had some trick or other up his sleeve. Some of his doubt rubbed off on me and I wondered what it might be Don could possibly do to change the outcome of the fight in favour of his diminutive girlfriend.With five minutes to spare we arrived at the old sports club, it was a secluded site hidden away in one corner of a large park, and when I say hidden I mean just that. The place was concealed behind a stand of trees and bushes, so much so that not everyone even knew the place was there, many assumed that it had been torn down years back, but there it stood and it seemed that Don had turned it into his little domain. There were lights on in the main gym and I led my son inside with him almost going down on his knees to beg me to turn around and go home. Inside the gym was a group of fifteen 16 and 17 year old boys, one of whom I instantly recognised as the chief bully Don, there were also about three teenage girls there, one of whom was the petite girlfriend I was to fight. As we crossed the dirty floor of the gym Don spotted us and grinned triumphantly, a shiver ran down my spine at the look of sheer confidence in the youths face, but I steeled myself with the thought that his girlfriend was a pushover.”Well, well,” Don crowed, “look who we have here. Seems momma has got some guts after all.”The gang of boys all laughed at his comment, annoyed I walked up to him and glared at him.”I see you dressed right.” Don smirked looking me up and down.Now I was proud of my figure, but his look was disgusting and I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.”Just get on with it,” I snapped.”Ooh,” he laughed, “a cocky bitch eh? Well I’ll tell you what, let’s just up the ante shall we?””What the hell are you prattling about?” I frowned.”Well, if you feel so confident about winning,” Don smirked looking me in the eyes challengingly, “why not make the stakes even more interesting.””Like what?” I snapped.”God mum, no!” Bob gasped behind me.”Shaddup wimp!” Don snapped menacingly at my son, then smirked at me again, “How about 24, no make that 48 hours of service.”He had lost me totally, just what the hell did he mean by ‘service’? My puzzlement must have been obvious because the youth laughed.”What’s up bitch, don’t know what service is?” he cackled with his gang joining in the laughter, “Let me make it simple for you. You win and we leave your wimp of a boy alone plus you get to have me do anything you want for the next 48 hours…”It sounded stupid, especially as the only ‘service’ this boy could do for me when I won was to leap off a tall building. His ‘dramatic’ pause drew on for a few heartbeats then he went on.”You lose” his voice dropped menacingly, “and your boy keeps getting the treatment and you do anything I want for 48 hours. Anything! And in case you think of welching remember we got your k** here.””And what’s going to stop you welching when I win?” I snapped angrily.He laughed at me and swept his arm around his gang.”I got a rep lady,” he sneered, “I’d lose respect if I welch on a deal. ‘Sides, you got to win first bitch, if you think you’re up for it of course. Are you on or not?”I was more determined than ever to wipe the smile off the bastard’s face, he was throwing out the additional challenge and I looked him straight in the eyes as I answered.”You’re on!” I snapped, “Now cut the chatter and let’s get this over with, I have things to do!””No!” I heard Bob breathe, “Oh God no!””It’s okay Bob,” I smiled at him over my shoulder, “this won’t take long.””I’m lookin’ forward to taking you down a peg or two bitch.” Don growled at my comment to my son.”Dream on.” I smiled confidently.”Okay, get it on then.” Don snapped waving at his girlfriend to come forward.The boys all formed a large circle around us as I eyed up the short teenager facing me, I grinned at the thought that she wouldn’t last long against me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Don grab my son and pointedly order him to watch the fight, but I couldn’t let myself be distracted by this. The girl moved and I tensed ready for her attack, only she just paced around me so I had to keep turning to face her. Around and around she paced, he lips parted in a cruel grin that began to get on my nerves, then suddenly she bounced at me, I punched out at her then gasped with pain as the girl ducked under my punch and hit me in the gut. For a moment I was winded and that moment was all this girl needed, I felt her foot hit the back of my knee and I dropped to my knees, she was all over me before my knees hit the ground!I suddenly felt my head jerked backwards sharply by a hand painfully grasping my hair, an arm went around my throat in a chokehold and I gave a choked cry as the girls arm tightened relentlessly. Grasping at her arm I tried to pull it away from my throat.I was shocked to discover that I couldn’t budge her arm even a millimetre, her muscles felt like knotted bands of steel under her thin blouse as I gurgled in her grasp. It was my son crying out to me that gave me the strength to make a last effort, punching back over my shoulder I felt my fist connect with the girl’s face, heard her cry out and her arm loose it’s hold for a moment. With a desperate strength I tore loose from her grasp and struggled to my feet, turning to face her I gasped for breath and threw another punch at her. Once again my blow failed to land as she ducked under it and hit me in the gut again, what breath I had left whooshed out of my body with an ‘oof’ as I curled over the girl’s fist. I cried out in pain as her fingers locked themselves in my hair and pulled me forward, I hit the ground with enough force to stun me and as I struggled to my hands and knees the girl kicked me in the ribs with enough force to twist me over onto my back. Even as my back was striking the ground she was leaping astride my chest, groaning I tried to struggle up against her and she slapped me across the face. I cried out at the sudden pain across my cheek, then again as she slapped the other cheek, her small fists struck downwards and I yelped as she punched me in the breasts. Her hands grasped the front of my blouse and tugged, though the haze of my pain I heard and felt the buttons bursting, my blouse flapped open to slide down either side of my body as the girl dug her fingers into my breasts painfully. Grasping her wrists I tried to push them away from me as her fingers mashed at my boobs making tears spring to my eyes.”Not so tough now bitch!” the girl hissed at me.Grasping my hair she started banging my head in the floor leaving me dazed and stunned, I felt her get off me, roll me over then my arms were jerked backwards as my blouse was torn from me. Shaking my head I tried to push myself up, but I just couldn’t seem to find the strength and before I had raised myself more than a few inches she was on me again. She jerked my head backwards by my hair with one hand while the other tugged at the back of my bra, desperately I tried to reach around to stop her pulling the hooks open, but I couldn’t get at her. Suddenly my bra went loose, with a cry of humiliation I flung an arm across my chest as she pulled my upper body upwards by my hair. Despite all my struggles this petite teen tore the bra from me then stood up, she kicked me in the ribs again and I cried out, next thing she was behind me, her hands pulling at my skirt as I kicked and screamed at her. I tried to grab at my skirt with one hand while covering my bare breasts with the other, but there was no way I could hold my skirt up one handed. With a laugh the girl ripped it from me, forcing me over on my back as she pulled it off my kicking legs, as she threw the skirt aside I lashed out with one foot and caught the girl in the ribs, with a ‘whooof’ she flew backwards.Gathering myself I climbed to my feet and kicked her again, I was hitting at her with everything I had left, her cries sounding with each blow I landed. Just as I thought I was getting the upper hand she reached up and dug her fingers into my pussy, her nails digging painfully into me even through my panties. My scream rang around the gym as I staggered backwards away from the girl’s grasp, but she moved with me, squeezing and crushing at my pussy as she rose to her feet, desperately I clawed at her hand trying to free myself. Then my screams became a breathless gasp as she hit me in the stomach with her other hand, her clutching hand released my pussy as I doubled over, when she grabbed the waistband of my panties and tugged sharply at it I didn’t have the strength to resist. With unbelievable strength she literally ripped the panties from my body, jerking me towards her as I became nude, as our bodies collided I tried to grasp her, but somehow she twisted me around, I felt her hand lock around one of my wrists and force it up my back. She forced me to my knees, my arm feeling as though it would break at any moment as she pushed it further up my back, crying out I tried to twist free to no avail. Then her sharp clawed finger were digging at my pussy again, my legs jerked out as she dug her nails in, my scream echoing around the room to die in a groan as my body crashed down to the hard floor.”Fucking bitch!” the girl hissed at me, “Thought a stuck up cow like you could beat me did you, well now you know better!”Her knee came down in the small of my back pinning me to the ground as with one hand she tried to force my arm up between my shoulder blades and with the other hand assaulted my pussy. I couldn’t take any more punishment from her, I cried out to her to stop, I begged her to stop and she laughed at me, her laughter joined by the rest of the group around us.”Do you surrender bitch?” the girl hissed.”Yes!” I cried, “I give in, I surrender!””Know what that means bitch?” she laughed, “You lost, you’re Don’s for the next two days.”I groaned in despair at her words, but she wanted more than a groan out of me.”Say it bitch,” she snarled pushing my arm up harder, “say it! Say what losing means!””I lost,” I whispered, “I’m Don’s for the next 48 hours.””Louder!” she snapped digging her fingers into my pussy again.”I lost,” I screamed out, “please no more, I lost and I have to do whatever Don wants for the next 48 hours!”Suddenly she released me and stood up, she prodded me almost contemptuously with her foot they walked away from me. With tear filled eyes I struggled to my feet trying to cover my pussy and boobs with my arms, raising my eyes I found myself looking at my son, his face held a look of shock and dismay, beside him stood a leering Don. His eyes raked over my battered body, and then he crooked a finger at me signalling me to come to him. My legs felt unsteady as I walked the few feet towards him, his eyes burning into me as I came to a stop in front of him.”Bit late to be covering up ain’t it,” he smirked.I knew he was right, they must all have seen my naked body as I struggled against Don’s girlfriend, but something in me had needed to try to keep one thread of dignity. Don raised an eyebrow and I knew what he wanted without his needing to say another word, my face burned with embarrassment and shame as I let my hands drop to my sides in submission. His smirk grew wider as he let his eyes rove over my now fully exposed body.”Listen and listen good,” he said looking me in the eyes, “you got two days to recover in, Friday at eight you be back here with your wimp-boy. Understand?”I nodded, but he repeated his question sharply.”Yes,” I sobbed in humiliation, “I understand.””Good!” he said, “When you come you be dressed in the smallest mini-skirt you can find, even if it means buying a new one, got that?””I understand.” I sobbed.”On top you wear a see-through blouse,” he went on, “no bra or panties. Got that?””Yes.” I replied numbly.”Lastly you wear stocking and the highest heels you have,” he continued, “and if you have nothing less than four inches you go out and buy a pair. Got all that.””Yes.” I replied.”Then repeat it!” he snapped sharply.”I-I… have to be here by eight on Friday night,” I sobbed, “wearing the shortest mini-skirt I can find, a see-through blouse, stockings and high heels of at least four inches. No bra or panties.”Laughing he dismissed me, but as I reached down to grab the tatters of my clothing he snapped.”You go as you are, those are Cherries prize.”Sobbing with shame and humiliation I fled the gym with my son beside me struggling to get his jacket off. Outside he put his jacket around my shoulders and gave me the car keys, how I made that drive home I’ll never know, I felt stunned, shocked and totally humiliated by my defeat at the hands of a girl half my size. When we got home Bob helped me up to the bathroom then left me to wallow in my misery under a warm shower, cleaned and dried I felt little better. Numbly I tottered to my bedroom, my son suddenly there beside me supporting me to my bed, covering me with the bedclothes and sitting beside me as the tears flowed down my face.”I should have listened to you.” I sobbed.”Oh mum, what are you going to do?” he sighed sorrowfully.”What can I do?” I bawled, “If I don’t show up, dressed the way he said they’ll hurt you Bob, God I can’t let that happen! I just can’t believe that I lost to that girl!””I heard some of them talking,” he sighed, “they were saying Cherrie is a semi-professional wrestler on some circuit or other. I knew that bastard Don had something up his sleeve! Mum, don’t go, I’ll risk whatever he’ll try to do, but please don’t go, they’ll hurt you again, I know it!””Darling,” I sighed tearfully as I reached up to stroke his face gently, “you know there’s no choice, I have to go or see you injured by them, probably badly. I can’t, I won’t let that happen to you Bob, no matter what it costs me.””I love you mum.” I sighed giving me a hug, “I feel this is all my fault. If I wasn’t such a wimp I could have fought my own battles.””Don’t blame yourself Bob,” I comforted him, “there’s little you could do alone against so many of them. This situation is my doing, I was too cock sure of myself, I was so sure I was going to win I let Don manoeuvre me into upping the stakes. I gambled and lost. Now, give me another hug and then off to bed with you.”When he had gone I lay staring up at the ceiling, tears welling up in my eyes and streaming down my face as I thought about just what Don’s ‘anything’ would be come Friday. The way he wanted me dressed left no doubt at all that I was to become a sexual plaything for 48 hours and although I was no shrinking violet where sex was concerned I was in dread of what the bastard had planned for me.I got through the time before I was set to show up at the gym like a zombie, fear clutching at me constantly as the hours passed. What made things seem even worse to me was that I had to pay for the privilege of being enslaved for 48 hours, nothing in my wardrobe would suit what Don had stated in no uncertain terms that I was to wear. The boutique I’d bought the mini-skirt and blouse in was miles from my home, the assistant had grinned when I had stated my needs and my blush of embarrassment only made her grin all the more. When I left the place I had a skirt so miniscule that it didn’t cover me at all, both my buttocks and my pussy could be glimpsed easily whether I moved or stayed still as for the blouse, it was so sheer as to be as clear as glass! The shop had even had the high heels I needed to buy, I had never worn anything higher than three inches, these were double that and I knew I would have to practise walking in them before I arrived for my humiliation on Friday night. Lastly the assistant sold me self-grip stockings, as she packed all my purchases she commented that ‘my lover was in for a great time’, her words sent an icy chill through me.Then the hours were all gone, as I prepared for the ordeal ahead I felt the urge to hide myself away growing and growing inside me, only the thoughts of what would happen to my son kept me moving. When I dressed and looked at myself in the mirror I felt my face blushing, I looked like a slut, my boobs were totally on display, my pussy peeked from under the hem of the skirt. Looking at my face I wondered if I should put on make-up, Don had said nothing about it and I decided that he could get stuffed if he thought I was making myself up for him. When I finally left my room it was with the grim determination to get the affair over and done with. Bob was waiting for me in the living room, his expression glum and forlorn, as I walked in his eyes raised then opened wide, his face turned bright red then he suddenly looked away from me. Inside I felt chilled that my son was so ashamed of what I was doing for him that he couldn’t look at me, yet I had to pay off the wager or see him hurt.”We’d better go,” I said softly with a tremble in my voice.My son said nothing as he rose to his feet, but as we headed to the front door I felt him take hold of my wrist, I looked at him and saw his concern for me clearly written in every line of his face.”Please,” he almost whispered, “stay here, don’t go. I don’t trust Don.””Bob,” I smiled what I hoped was comfortingly, though my inner fear had to be showing through, “you know I have to do this. I couldn’t live with myself if anything happened to you and I could have prevented it. You’re all I have Bob, I love you and will do whatever it takes to keep you safe.””Not this mum,” his voice trembled as though in the verge of tears, “not this. There has to be something else…””There isn’t darling,” I silenced his plea gently, “oh how I wish there was. Come on or we’ll be late. The sooner we get there the sooner it will all be over.”His shoulders slumped as we left the house, I felt so exposed as we walked the few feet to the car, I’d thought of wearing a coat until we got to the sports club, but felt it would be a pointless gesture. The trip to the club was made in silence, I could sense my son watching me and on the occasions when I glanced his way I felt my heart aching at the sight of the despair written in his eyes. His despair mirrored what I felt inside. All too soon we had arrived at our destination, I parked the car behind the clubhouse then sat staring at the lights gleaming from the grimy windows of the gym. For a moment I couldn’t move, beside me my son made a last ditch effort to beg me to drive away, but I knew it was too late for that. Giving him a smile of assurance that I did not feel I got out of the car, locked it and gave him the keys, on trembling legs I walked towards the entrance with my son a step behind me.”I was wondering if you would come,” Don laughed as we walked across the gym towards him, “nice to see an obedient bitch.”My heart pounded with fear as the distance between us closed, my eyes flicking around the hall counting the other boys that were there. Fifteen, just as there had been on the night of the fight, only this time there was only the one other girl, my conqueror, Cherrie. I came to a stop a couple of feet in front of Don; his eyes seemed to **** me, as he looked me up and down triumphantly.”Nice outfit,” he gloated.”Let’s get this over with,” I replied with more confidence than I felt.”All in good time,” he laughed then glared threateningly, “You won’t be so cocky by the time we’ve finished with you bitch. The clock starts ticking at eight thirty, you know what you have to do?””Yes,” I responded with fear clutching at my heart.”Well?” he snapped.”I have to do whatever you want,” I responded feeling my face flush with humiliation.”That’s right,” he sneered, “whatever I want. No questions, no hesitation. I own you for the next 48 hours. And just so you have it clear lady, for every time you don’t do what you are told when you are told your boy over there gets hurt. For every time you balk at whatever is done to you he gets hurt. You don’t speak unless told to, one word out of line and he gets hurt.””I understand,” I said in total defeat, “I’ll do whatever you want, only don’t hurt my son.””We’ll see how well you behave,” he gloated, “And you’re off to a bad start already.””I don’t understand,” I gasped with fear clutching at my throat.”I kinda figured you would have had the sense to know we wanted you lookin’ pretty,” he said in a low voice, “and you turn up with no make-up. Still, there’s time to fix that. Cherrie take her out back and get her made up nice.”Cherrie grinned evilly as she pushed me towards one of the doors at the back of the gym; numbly I let her guide me to a room out back. She dumped a load of cheap make-up on a table and stood back with her arms crossed under her breasts. As I began to apply the make-up Cherrie commented on how much and what type I should use, by the time I’d finished I looked like a cheap whore, my lips coated with a deep red lipstick, pale blue eye shadow covering my upper lids, rouge on my checks. She even had me put a coat of lipstick on my nipples so they would show up even more. Before we left the room Cherrie handed me a glass of what looked like vodka and ordered me to drink it all to ‘loosen me up’. When we returned to the gym Don grinned and nodded his approval, looking at his wrist his grin grew wider and I knew that the time had finally come.”It’s time bitch,” Don gloated, out of the corner of my eye I saw my son wince at his words, “I own you now!”My heart missed a beat as I anticipated his ordering me to have sex with him or to suck him off then to do the same with all the others. Instead he reached into a bag beside him and pulled out a wide leather dog collar, he pointed at my son as he held the collar out to me.”Take this and go over there and kneel in front of your boy,” Don instructed, “then beg him to put the collar on you, I want it done up tight. You tell him to keep tightening it until you can’t take any more.”I stared at him in horror that he was involving my son in his plans for me; it was bad enough to have him see my humiliation without having him as part of it.”You were warned lady,” Don growled menacingly.He nodded his head and I heard my son cry out, turning my head I saw him in the grip of two boys who were pushing his arms up his back. Snatching the collar I ran over to my son, the boys let him go as I stopped in front of him and knelt down.”Please Bob,” I pleaded raising the collar to him, “put this collar on me.”His eyes were filled with tears that I knew didn’t all stem from pain as he reached out to take the collar from me, moving behind me my son wrapped the collar around my throat. The leather felt cool against my skin as he buckled it behind my neck, Bob did it up loosely and I knew that he would suffer even more if I walked away with it so loose.”Tighter Bob,” I whispered without turning.”But mum…” he breathed.”Do it, please Bob.” I cut him short.His hands fumbled at the back of my neck and I felt the collar tighten a little, at the same time I was shocked to feel my nipples starting to grow hard! I felt a deep shame at my body’s reaction to the situation I was in, getting turned on was the very last thing I had expected and I felt sick at my own weakness.”More,” I said to my son as he stopped again, “Keep tightening until I tell you stop. Do it for me Bob.”Bob hesitated then began to do as I asked, slowly he drew the collar tighter until the point came when I knew that if it got any tighter I would not be able to breathe. I had him stop and buckle it then stood up and went back to stand in front of Don.”On your knees bitch!” he commanded, “From now on you kneel in front of me or any of the others here, including that wimp you call your son, unless told otherwise.”Sinking to my knees I looked up at him awaiting whatever was to come next, he looked down at me with triumph in his eyes. Walking around me he joked with the other boys about how obedient his new bitch was, how good I looked in my collar and how I was so eager to be there to please them all.”You are eager aren’t you.” he laughed, “Tell us how eager you are to please us.””I-I… want to please you,” I said loudly knowing that I had to declare my surrender for all to hear, “all of you. I want you to use me however you wish, my only wish is to please you.”I saw my son close his eyes and hang his head, one of the boys beside him prodded him urgently in the side then direct him to keep watching. Above and behind me Don was laughing, revelling in his ownership of me and I felt hatred of him fill me; hatred and fear. He left me kneeling there as he wandered around his friends making comments on how happy I sounded to be there, finally stopping in front of my son.”See what an eager little bitch your momma is.” Don gloated to my son, “Get over here bitch!”I jerked to my feet at his call and almost ran over to where he was standing, kneeling I looked up at him glaring my hatred at him even as tears of shame filled my eyes.”See wimp,” Don laughed, “see how eager she is to make me happy. Why don’t you tell him momma.””Bob,” I said through the lump in my throat, “it really pleases me to make Don and his friends happy. I want to be used by them.”I would have hung my head in shame as I spoke, but the collar around my neck kept my head up and I could see the look of horror in my son’s eyes as he looked down at me. His look hurt more than anything I had endured so far and I prayed that he would understand why I was speaking as I was, at the same time I prayed that Don wouldn’t notice how my nipples were pushing at my blouse. It was a vain hope; Don looked at my breasts then smirked.”Right out of her own mouth wimp,” he sneered, “and if her saying it ain’t enough look at how turned on she is, look at those fucking nipples poking at the blouse!”Laughing he grabbed me by the hair and looked into my eyes, his fingers twisting and tugging at my hair as he spoke softly to me.”There’s still fire in those eyes lady,” he mocked me, “but we’ll change that soon enough. So tell me, is your cunt getting wet to go with those hard nipples? Is this getting you all turned on? Go on, feel your cunt, put your fingers in and feel how wet you are…”He let go of me and I let one of my hands drop to my pussy, I gave a gasp of shock when I felt how wet I’d become. As I pushed a couple of fingers into myself I felt a familiar tingle of excitement start up, it was impossible yet there was no way I could avoid what I was feeling. Feeling sick and perverted I slid my fingers all the way in then pulled them out coated in my juices.”Get him to lick them clean,” Don went on as he pointed to my son who was looking at me aghast, “let him taste how hot you are.”Bob was pushed forward, his eyes wide as I held my hand up to him as I’d been commanded. He shook his head and tried to step back, Don hit him and barked an order for him to lick my fingers clean, pleading with my eyes I nodded to him to do it. His eyes closed as he leant forward a little to run his tongue over my juice coated fingers, with obvious reluctance he licked the juices from my fingers then sucked them into his mouth to get the last of my juices off. When he straightened my son had tears running down his face, his eyes wouldn’t meet mine at all and I felt my heart sink at the thought that in protecting my son by submitting to Don I might well lose his love and respect for me. My son stumbled backwards as Don pushed him aside, he must have been able to see my pain in my eyes because his smirk grew larger. Expecting the command to have sex with him I avoided meeting Don’s eyes, looking down I waited for his next words, dreading them.”Strip.” was all he said to me.Obeying I stood up and unbuttoned my blouse, as I took it off I felt my nipples harden even more, dropping the blouse to the floor I reached to the button on the skirt, opening it I tugged the zip down and let the skirt slide down my legs. Stepping out of my skirt I started to take off my stockings, but Don had me keep them on, kneeling in front of him again I lowered my eyes to the floor in shame and humiliation as I waited for his next command. He called out to Cherrie to bring a lead, I trembled when a few moments later Don clipped a lead to the collar at my neck, he jerked it upwards drawing me to my feet.”Time for the bitch to go walkies,” he sneered.He jerked the lead, drawing me after him as he walked towards the exit, I saw my son being hustled along by two boys as the rest of the group followed in Don’s wake. Outside Don jerked the lead downwards and I knelt at his feet.”Cherrie,” Don grinned, “you take this bitch for a walk, a good long one.”Cherrie took the lead from his hand, jerking the lead she got me to stand up; I towered over her yet it was she who was in control of me. My high heels tapped on the tarmac path as she led me out of the screen of trees and bushes into the main area of the park, my naked body on open display to the world. I didn’t even have the solace of darkness to conceal my nudity and shame, a bright light had been shone on me as soon as we’d left the bright lights of the gym, obviously Don had no intention of letting me hide may humiliation. Tugging at the lead from time to time Cherrie walked along a path that skirted the outer edge of the park, we passed three sets of gates and I felt relief to note that they were all closed, it meant that the park was empty of all but the group with Don. Then we came to another gate, I felt my heart sinking as I realised that it was nothing more than an opening in the fencing, there was no gate to seal it from the outer world. At first I thought Cherrie was going to lead me out that gate, but instead she followed another path deeper into the park, the lead jerking at me as she pulled me along. Somewhere a clock was striking nine and I felt shocked to discover how little time had actually passed, it had seemed to me that hours of humiliation had gone by, instead it was only half an hour!We came to a c***dren’s playground and Cherrie lead me over to a climbing frame, she stopped and jerked down on the lead, I sank to my knees in front of her. The girl sat on one of the bars of the frame and spread her legs wide, I bit back a gasp when I saw her naked pussy; she was naked under her outer clothing! Cherrie pulled on the lead drawing me to her, then her fingers grasped my hair, with a sharp tug that made me wince the girl pulled my face down to her crotch. It didn’t need the brain of an Einstein to know what she wanted me to do, but I had never been with a woman before and I hesitated, Bob’s cry of pain from somewhere behind me reminded me forcefully that I could not afford to hesitate no matter what it was I had to accept. Leaning forward I ran my tongue along the slit of her pussy, the taste of her juices seeming strange in my mouth as I licked her out, her hand in my hair painfully guiding me to the points that gave her the most pleasure. Around us I heard the boys laughing and joking as I licked at Cherrie’s pussy, their comments sending a burst of shame through me, but at the same time making my body react with arousal, which made my shame even deeper. Worse still was the knowledge that my son was watching as I pleasured the girl that had defeated me with such ease. It seemed that ages had passed before Cherrie finally groaned her way into a climax, her hand wringing in my hair painfully as she pulled me as tight to her as possible, her suddenly copious juices flowing into my mouth as she jerked and shudder on the metal bars. She wasn’t done with me yet though, pushing me back the girl turned then leant over the bar, her bottom pointing straight at me, she jerked the lead again and I felt horror rise in me at the realisation that I now had to lick her anus as I had her pussy. Yet I moved to obey without pause knowing the penalty my son would pay if I didn’t, I thought I would be sick as I licked at her puckered hole, pressing my tongue to it in an effort to penetrate her. Cherrie groaned with pleasure then reached back to pull my face even tighter to her backside, keeping me pressed tight to her crack as I licked her to another climax.”Good little bitch.” Cherrie said patting my head as she stood up after her climax.Jerking the lead she continued the walk through the park, I stumbled along with her feeling totally defeated and expecting to be laid down to be taken by the boys at any moment. Yet we returned to the clubhouse without them touching me, I couldn’t understand what was going on, I knew I was to be ****d, but they seemed to be in no hurry to carry out the final humiliation.Once we were inside Don took the lead again, Cherrie went out back while he led me to a mattress spread out on the floor to one side of the gym. I tensed with fear at the certain knowledge that they were now going to take me, I had no illusions that they would simply take it in turns to have me, that might happen at first, but sooner or later they would take me in groups. Jerking the lead Don had me kneel at the centre of the mattress, letting the lead drop he stepped back to look down at me.”Well,” he sneered, “did you enjoy your walk bitch?”Though the bulk of me had abhorred the humiliation of that walk and having to lick the teenage girl to climax a part of me had been excited by it. I was tempted to tell him that I had hated the walk, but I knew deep down this was not what he wanted to hear, no matter what I felt about what was done to me I had to tell him I loved it, it was the only answer he wanted.”Yes,” I breathed in shame.”Yes what?” he sniggered.”Yes,” I said more loudly while my eyes close to hold back my tears of disgrace, “I enjoyed my walk.””Hey wimp,” Don laughed, “your momma is some kinda slut ain’t she.”I was too ashamed to look to where my son was standing to see how he reacted to Don’s words. The sound of Cherrie’s heels clicking on the gym floor heralded her return, I heard my son gasp loudly and raised my eyes to see what it was that had shocked him so. My eyes went wide when I saw Cherrie walking towards me, she was as naked as I was, her young breasts bouncing as she moved, but it was the strap on dildo she was wearing that drew a gasp from me to echo my son’s. Shaking my head I stared at the size of the thing sticking out from her groin, it had to be ten inches long and two inches across; I trembled as it dawned on me what was to come next. Stepping onto the mattress and coming to a stop a couple of feet from me the girl looked at me and gave an evil smile.She ordered me to take off the lead, with awkward fingers I manages to get it off and lay it at the side of the mattress as she had instructed, then I knelt there terrified of what was to come. Yet at the same time that perverted part of me I had never known I had was sending signals of excitement coursing through my body, trembling in mixed fear and excitement I waited Cherries pleasure.”You want this?” she sneered down at me pointing to the dildo.”Yes,” I almost whispered, saying the only words I knew she wanted to hear, “yes I want it.””Thought so,” she laughed, the rest of the group laughing with her, “well if you want it you had better start by sucking it. Crawl on over here you slut and suck this cock!”Obeying her command I crawled across the couple of feet between us and put my mouth to the artificial phallus, it felt hard and unyielding on my lips as I closed them around its head. Tears flowed from my eyes as I took the first few inches of it into my mouth, the hard cap pressing against my throat before I drew back again. With slow motions I moved my mouth up and down on the dildo, my tongue running on the underside of it as it push in and out.”Jesus, call that cock-sucking!” Cherrie barked above me, “Take the fucking thing in bitch!”Her words stunned me to immobility, I had never managed to take anything into my throat before; surely she couldn’t expect me to take this giant artificial penis that way.”Fucking do it!” she barked out as my son’s voice rose in a cry of pain.My mind was screaming that it was samsun escort impossibility even as I tried to do as she wanted, pushing down on the dildo I let it press at the back of my throat then tried to push down on it even more. Gagging I pulled back to try again and again, but each time I felt as though it was choking me and would pull back.”You’ll fucking take it,” Cherrie hissed viciously as Bob’s voice rang out in agony in the background, “or your precious little boy gets an arm broke.”Bob was almost screaming in agony as I closed my eyes and tried pushing down on the thing yet again, my son’s cries rang in my ears as I gagged but kept trying to push down.”You get it all in and he stops getting hurt.” Cherrie crowed down at me.Gagging and choking I pushed down hard and at last felt the hard plastic push into my throat, god it was painful and I groaned both my pain and degradation as the thing slid further into my throat. I felt as though I was suffocating as I went on pushing down, the blood pounded in my ears almost drowning out my son’s cries. Then my lips touched the base of dildo in a lewd kiss, above me Cherrie was laughing and pointing out the indignity of my position, but at least my son’s screams had stopped, though I could hear him sobbing somewhere nearby.”Oh yeah,” Cherrie laughed, “this bitch loves it! Mouth fuck that dick bitch!”Sobbing I pulled my head back letting the dildo slide out of my throat, letting it slide almost all the way out of my mouth before pushing down on it again. As I slowly ‘mouth fucked’ that hard plastic I began to find it easier to take, I no longer felt as though I was suffocating as it pushed into me and then to my horror I found I was starting to enjoy the feel of the thing moving in my throat. My mind screamed out that it was impossible for me to get pleasure from having this thing going in and out of my mouth, but my body was growing more and more aroused with each movement I made on the dildo. The point came where I groaned not in shame but in pleasure, I felt disgusted with myself, yet there was no escaping the excitement building in me nor was there any hiding it. Loud voices yelled derision at me as I began to move faster on the dildo, I heard Don shout out ‘look at the slut go, she really digs it!’ Cherrie was screeching at me to ‘do it faster’, I could not disguise the surges of pleasure running through me even while I sobbed tearfully in disgrace at my own actions.”Jeez, the fucking slut’s gonna cum!” one of the boys yelled out deridingly.”Damn right she is.” Cherrie crowed as I pushed up and down on the dildo, “I knew the fucking bitch was a whore and this proves it. Bet sonny boy can’t believe what a slut his momma really is.”In my mind I screamed out in denial, but my body was making me groan out in pleasure as the very climax they had laughingly predicted I would have washed over me.”Oh boy, she’s fuckin’ cumming!” a voice shouted with glee, “Look at that fuckin’ cunt juice up!”With a loud moan of unmistakable pleasure I pushed all the way down on the plastic cock and jerked into a climax, the laughter and lewd comments only seeming to add to the sensation that filled me. As my climax faded I felt degraded, I couldn’t believe what had happened, a part of my mind was numb with shock as Cherrie had me release the dildo and kneel in front of her. Panting for breath I tried to understand what was happening to me, how I could be getting so aroused by my own degradation, but I couldn’t comprehend it. Letting my eyes move I looked to where my son was standing holding one of his arms, his eyes and mouth were wide in disbelief, his head shaking as though trying to deny what he had just seen happen. Beside my son Don was laughing and calling me all sorts of filthy things, I felt my hatred for him well up and he must have seen it in my eyes because he stopped laughing, looked at Cherrie and nodded.-= PART 2 =-Somewhere I heard a clock striking the hour, ten chimes, only ten chimes, with dread I knew deep inside me that I had another 46 and a half hours of torment ahead of me. With a deep shame I wondered how I would be reacting by the time those hours had passed if I was cumming for them after only ninety minutes! Fearfully my thoughts dwelt on my son and what he must now be thinking of me, could he ever accept me again after this?”Beg for it you fucking slut!” Cherrie hissed cutting off my thoughts, “Beg me to fuck you with this cock so your beloved boy can see just how big a whore his mother is!””Please take me with that cock,” I said loud enough for them all to hear, “do me with it, please, I need it in me.””Say the fucking word!” Cherrie almost screamed out, “Say it, slut, let’s all hear what you want me to do!””F-fuck me Cherrie,” I answered forcing down my shame and tears, “fuck me with that cock. Please Cherrie, do it, fuck me with it!”She looked at me and shook her head, she must have seen that I didn’t truly want what I was begging her for and she wanted to degrade me to the point of truly begging her to fuck me with the thing strapped to her crotch.”Tell you what,” she sneered, “you suck on it some more while I think about it.”Obediently I took the dildo into my mouth and throat again, this time one of her hands grasped my hair and moved my head in a fast hard motion that to my utter disgust had me rising to another orgasm within a few minutes. Before I could reach a peak Cherrie pulled my head backwards and looked down into my eyes.”Now beg me,” she whispered harshly.My pussy was burning from the aborted orgasm, it was screaming for me to give it release, to fill the need to climax and I knew this was showing in my eyes as Cherrie stared into them.”Oh god Cherrie, fuck me, I need it, please, fuck me, fuck me!” I cried out.”Lie down and spread your legs.” Cherrie laughed triumphantly.I’d thought she would take me from behind which would have at least allowed me the illusion that it was a man taking me, but now I knew that she was going to take me as a man would, on top of me looking down at my humiliation and excitement. Still begging her to fuck me I lay back and opened my legs wide, Cherrie knelt between my legs, her eyes locked on mine as she reached forward to stroke my pussy, she sank a finger into me with a broad grin spreading across her lips.”You are really hot for it aren’t you bitch.” She gloated as he pulled her finger from me.She pushed the juice soaked finger towards my mouth and I swallowed it to the knuckle as I sucked my own juices from her skin. From all around me male laughter sounded, their voices raised in derision at my shameful arousal at what was happening to me, I felt totally despoiled yet helpless in the grip of the excitement my body was forcing through me. When Cherrie reached down to cruelly squeeze my breasts, to twist and tug at my nipples I couldn’t hold back a moan of pleasure, I hovered on the edge of an orgasm as the girl played with my breasts, teased my nipples painfully and tormented my burning pussy by rubbing just the tip of the dildo along it.”Should I suck on your tits?” Cherrie asked loudly.”Yes, yes!” I cried out, “Suck them, please Cherrie, suck my nipples hard!”With a laugh she lowered her head and kissed me full on the lips instead, her hands tugging at my nipples and to my eternal shame I responded to her kiss hungrily. Throwing my arms around her small body I held her tight to me, letting her tongue slide into my mouth as I humped my lower body trying to get the dildo into my burning pussy! One of the boys laughed ‘hot damn look at her fucking demanding it!’ with a hard shove she parted our lips then twisted her head down to suck at one of my nipples.”Oh God!” I groaned out as her action sent a thrill through me then I was pleading with the girl, “Please I have to have it, Cherrie please give it to me, fuck me for god’s sake fuck me!”Her only answer was to move her mouth to my other nipple while I continued to plead with her to take me, I listened in horror to myself begging this girl to take me as though from a distance. Then she was kneeling up, I looked up into her eyes as she pressed the dildo to my yearning pussy, her face held a sneer of contempt for me that burned out of her eyes at me, but she savoured the sight of my increased arousal in my eyes as she pushed the cap of the dildo between my pussy lips.”Where do you want this?” Cherrie whispered down at me.”In my pussy, please, put it in my pussy!” I groaned trying to hump up onto the hard unyielding plastic.”Where?” she asked again.Through my haze of humiliation and pleasure I realised that she wanted me to use the crudest language to tell her and everyone present what I needed from her. I had hardly ever used foul language, begging her to ‘fuck’ me had been the first time I had used that word and now I knew what she wanted I did not hesitate.”In my cunt!” I cried out loudly, “Oh god Cherrie, please, put it in my cunt!”Her sneer grew wider as she pressed the dildo to my pussy then pushed down on it hard with all the weight of her small body. The whole ten inches of the thing rammed into me in a burst of delight that drove me straight into my climax! Screaming out for her to fuck me I jerked and humped against the fake cock that filled me to capacity, which had driven deep into my womb. Loud laughter fuelled my inner shame as Cherrie began to fuck me with harsh jerks of her body, tears of shame and bliss filled my eyes as she fucked me hard with me begging her to go faster! Climax after climax ran though me as this slip of a girl took me ruthlessly and then as I reached towards another peak she pulled away from me. Opening my eyes I looked up at her pleadingly, but she just smirked and ordered me to stand up, I obeyed with my legs threatening to give way beneath me. Still smirking the girl lay down on the mattress, the dildo pointing up into the air as I looked down on her with my while whole body seemed to burn with lust. Wordlessly Cherrie pointed at the dildo and I knew what she wanted me to do, straddling her body I lowered myself onto the dildo and let myself sink down on it with a groan. For a moment I sat impaled on the thing then I began to thrust up and down as hard and as fast as I could, almost driving the girl into the ground as I fucked myself even harder on it than she had done me. Cherrie laughed up at me, calling me a ‘slut’, a ‘whore’ and a ‘bitch’, her words were echoed by the boys surrounding the mattress and even though I felt degraded by their words I could not stop myself moving on the hard plastic cock.”OH GOD!” I cried out, “What’s happening to me!”Cherrie laughed up at me as I flopped forward gasping for breath, her hands pulled cruelly at my nipples until I cried out in pain, but even that seemed to excite my body so that my cry was tinged with pleasure. Leaning down I kissed the sneering girl hard, forcing my tongue between her resisting lips and for a moment I was in control of what was happening, but Cherrie was not going to let that happen, with a jerk of her body she threw me off her and stood up. Sobbing and shuddering in orgasmic bliss I watched as she took a tube of something one of the boys was handing her, watched as she squeezed out a clear gel onto the dildo then rubbed it over the surface.”On your hands and knees slut!” Cherrie commanded.Shaking I took up the position and gazed in horror as Don drew my son around the mattress until he was right in front of me, his eyes shocked and upset at the sight of his mother acting the way she was. Suddenly I felt coolness on my anus, my eyes went wide as a finger pressed into me almost without effort and it came to me that the coolness had been a lubricant. The finger moved out of me then the cool sensation came again, this time it felt as though the nozzle of the tube had been pushed in me as the cool gel entered my back passage. Then the finger was back pushing the lubricant further into me, coating my bowels for what was to come and although I had never had anything in my back passage before a surge of pleasure began to rise in me again. In front of me my son stared in dismay as I began to push back against the finger invading my bottom, but as soon as I moved it was pulled out leaving me trembling in anticipation of what would take its place.”Look at her,” Don was saying to my son, “she loves it, so much for your oh so pure momma wimp, look at her begging for it.”And I was begging for it, Cherrie was pressing the dildo to my anal ring and I was crying out to her to fuck my arse. This wasn’t me, something was wrong, yet I couldn’t find the concentration to figure out what, a part of me was thinking bewilderedly that it might be me, a me that had never had the chance to come out before, but the rest of me screamed out a denial of that. No matter how horny I had got in the past I had never begged this way, at first my words had been just that, words to satisfy their sick desires, but now I was really begging to be fucked, to be used in any way they pleased! I couldn’t believe that I could act this way without something else acting on me.Then my thoughts were torn asunder as Cherrie began to push the strap-on into me, I thought it would tear me apart as it stretched me painfully, but the lubricant aided its slow entry sending messages of ecstasy cutting through the pain. My eyes half closed as I pushed back against Cherrie, the dildo pushing deeper into my back passage, in front of me my son looked as though he would faint with shock at the sight of me screaming out for the girl to fuck my arse. My tears flowed again as I felt the humiliation rise even higher in me, but even then I couldn’t fight the pleasure, it seemed to fill me until it was all that mattered.”So what’s your mom now?” Don asked my son.”Shut up!” Bob said even while his eyes stared at me in shock.”You know the slut threw the fight dontcha.” Don sneered, “There ain’t no way a k** as small as Cherrie could have beaten otherwise.”My son looked at Don then back at me with horror in his eyes, I shook my head in denial of Don’s words, but I dare not speak out my denial for fear that my speaking out of turn would bring my son pain. I pleaded with my son with my eyes not to listen to Don even as they closed in orgasmic bliss as the dildo finally pushed all the way into my back passage, groaning I shuddered as I came, my breasts shaking lewdly in front of my son as they hung under me. Cherrie took hold of my hair and pulled me backwards to her, twisting my head round she kissed me forcefully, driving her tongue into my mouth as her other hand snaked around my body to tease one of my nipples. Then her lips were at my ear, her breath sounding loud as she started a fucking motion with the dildo by moving her lower body.”When he asks,” she was whispering in my ear as she nuzzled it, “you better fucking confirm everything Don’s telling him.””God no!” I gasped in voice so low even she could barely hear it.”God yes!” Cherrie hissed in my ear, “If you want the k** to stay in one piece you’d damned well better go along with it.”My mind froze at what she was saying, even the burning desire that filled me was held at bay for a moment as the probable result of my confirming Don’s lies came to me. Then the pleasure was overwhelming me again and I groaned in despair mixed with arousal as Cherrie began to pump the dildo up into my back passage with hard jerks of her body.”Why?” I gasped out as bliss filled me again, “Why do you want to drive my son from me?””Why?” Cherrie hissed licking my ear lobe, “Because we can. Better him disgusted with you than crippled don’t you think?””Yes.” I groaned softly, “You know I’ll do whatever it takes to protect him from being hurt.””We know,” she laughed, “you wouldn’t have come tonight otherwise. So bitch, what’s it to be?””I’ll tell your damned lies.” I moaned in despair, “Just don’t hurt him please, I beg you.””You behave and he’ll be fine.” She laughed in my ear then pulled my head around so that I could see my son, “Look at the little bastard, so shocked by his mummy begging to be fucked but still fucking getting horny watching it happen.”Aghast I let my eyes drop to my son’s groin, the unmistakable bulge of an erection filled the front of his trousers and the size of the bulge was an even bigger shock. In my arse Cherrie was pumping hard and I bit my lip as a new wave of bliss ran through me, my eyes locked on my son’s groin as I gauged the size of him as even larger than the dildo filling me. Shocked at my thoughts I forced my eyes up to his face then grunted as Cherrie pushed me back down onto my hands and knees again, Bob’s eyes met mine and I cringed inwardly at what I was going to have to tell him. Don stood at his shoulder leering at me as I rose to another orgasm, the laughter and catcalls of the other boys filling me right along with my pleasure.”Look at her Bob,” Don said to my son, his eyes looking over my shoulder to Cherrie then his lips curving into a victorious smile, “you think she’d be fucking cumming like that if she hadn’t wanted this in the first place? You think she’d be begging to be fucked if she didn’t want it? Shit, you can hear she means it when she begs to be fucked, that ain’t no acting.””No,” Bob breathed, “no she couldn’t have done what you say.””Ask her,” Don sneered, “ask the slut if she threw the fight just so she could get fucked by us. Ask her if she agreed the terms of the bet before she came to the fight. Ask the slut who it was that suggested the terms of the bet.”An orgasm ran through me as Cherrie continued to bugger me without mercy, my despair at the words Don was feeding to me while talking to my son came out as an orgasmic cry. My anguish grew as I saw the doubts starting to rise in my son’s eyes, I could see he didn’t want to belief what Don was saying, but at the same time Don was telling him to ask me to deny it and I knew that for Bob’s safety I couldn’t deny any of it, no matter how bad it sounded.”Fucking ask her,” Don persisted, “then tell me what your oh so loving mummy is!””M…mum?” Bob said with a trembling voice as the crowd suddenly fell silent.Behind me Cherrie continued to move making me groan out to fill the deafening sudden silence, my son was trembling as he tried to get the words out, to ask me the questions Don had fed him.”Mum,” he finally got out, “who set the terms of the bet, you or Don?”I felt the dildo press into me and Cherrie’s fingernails dig into my buttocks as a warning to speak as they wanted me to.”I did.” I breathed with barely a hesitation.My son seemed to stagger at my response, Don propped him up while telling him to ask the rest.”D…did you agree this bet before the fight?” Bob asked in a voice without any tone to it.”Yes,” I answered, “I met Don that afternoon to make the deal.””No, it can’t be!” he gasped, “Please mum, tell me you didn’t throw the fight just so you could lose the bet.””I can’t tell you that Bob,” I groaned as the moving dildo in my arse sent even more pleasure rushing through me, “I did throw the fight. I couldn’t get such pleasure as I’m getting from Cherrie now and as I’ll be getting from Don and the others if I won. I had to throw the fight!”His eyes were almost glazed as he took a step back, almost as though I had struck him a physical blow, then a burning anger sprang to his eyes. I sobbed at the seething emotion of disgust he held in his eyes as he looked at me, but the sob came as a shudder of pleasure ran through me and was taken by him as one of enjoyment rather than of despair.”SLUT!” he spat at me and because of the collar round my neck I couldn’t even hang my head in shame.Don clapped my son on the back as Bob looked at Cherrie behind me.”Fuck her, fuck the whore!” he said to her loudly.His words were taken up by all the others as Cherrie began to move even faster and harder in my back passage, a chorus of ‘Fuck the whore!’ rang around the hall and in my ears as the girl did just that, their chant getting faster as her motions became faster. My whole body seemed to erupt in orgasm after orgasm as the dildo rammed in and out of me until Cherrie pulled out of me letting me drop to the mattress in a shuddering heap. Leaving me lying there she went to Don and kissed him then went out back, Don looked at Bob then whispered something to him as my senses began to return to something near normal. As Don whispered to my son Cherrie came back, still nude and still wearing the dildo, in her hand was a glass that she brought over to me; my hands shook as I drank the liquid in the glass at her command. It was as she was reaching to take the glass that it suddenly dawned on me why my body was betraying me so, I stared at the empty glass then up into Cherrie’s face.”Penny finally dropped did it?” she chuckled in a low voice, “Yeah, there’s stuff in the drink, it makes you so hot and horny you can’t fight it. And when you drink the next one in a couple of hours it will be knowing what’s in it. By the time you’ve had four or five you won’t give a fuck what’s happening to you!”She took the glass and walked away from me, leaving me to wallow in my misery even as the burning lust rose in me again, but now I knew what it was and why I was so helpless against it. Raising my eyes I looked at Don still whispering to my son, in the distance came the chimes of eleven thirty, I had another 43 hours to get through and I knew that there was even worse to come in that time. My eyes flicked around the circle of boys, noting them loosening their clothing and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I was going to be pleading with them to fuck me. I saw Cherrie come back without the dildo on, though she held it in her hand, dully I watched her come onto the mattress beside me to stand over my kneeling from.”Enough rest.” Don’s voice suddenly cut across my thoughts, “Bob’s got some things to ask you slut, you answer him when he asks them.”I nodded wondering what other filth he’d poisoned my son’s mind with, what other perversions I had to endure to protect a son who now hated me.”Do you really need to be a sex slave to get off?” Bob asked, my face turning crimson at his words, “Is it really the only way you can cum?””Yes it is.” I answered without hesitation, cringing inwardly at the shock in his eyes.”How many times have you done this with Don and his gang?” he asked.I looked at Don in horror as I realised that he was leading my son to believe that I had come willingly, that the whole fight thing had been a set up. Don smirked over my son’s shoulder and mouthed the word ‘five’.”Five.” I answered dully.Bob gasped and looked over his shoulder at Don as though finally fully believing the youths lies, I couldn’t blame him for believing them he couldn’t have heard Cherrie telling me to confirm whatever Don said, or have seen Don feeding me the answers to his questions over his shoulder. That my answers were matching what Don had told him was apparent proof positive that Don was telling the truth. Without hope I looked at my son as he licked his lips, his eyes filled with the pain of what seemed to be my betrayal of him to his greatest tormentor. Bob looked at Don again then back to me, nervously he opened his mouth to ask the next question.”Tell me you don’t drink piss.” he breathed.I felt sick at the answer I had to give my son, but I had to give it.”I love to drink urine.” I lied to my son.Even as I sat and endured the torture of the questions being asked of me my body was growing ever more aroused, whatever had been in the drink was obviously working it’s evil way in my system.”I can’t believe it!” Bob gaped.”Show him Linda.” Don smirked, “Show your son how much you like drinking piss. Cherrie will help you.”Bob stared wide eyed as Cherrie had me lay down, weeping silently I opened my mouth and watched her squat over me, I felt sick to my stomach, but knew that I had to drink her urine and so lower my esteem even more in my son’s eyes. Suddenly a gush of warm salty liquid was filling my mouth, gulping desperately I drank it all as fast as it filled my mouth, my actions seeming to show how expert I was at this perverted act.”Oh fuck.” I heard Bob groan, “She didn’t lose a drop.””I told you,” Don chuckled, “she loves it.”As though confirming his words my body chose that moment to go into a chemical induced orgasm, at least I prayed it was the d**gs I’d been given that was the cause, I was sure of nothing any longer. Above me Cherrie was standing up, her legs astride as she pointed at her pussy in a clear indication that I was to lick her clean. Sitting up I licked at her pussy, cleaning it of the remains of her urine while heading towards another climax myself.”That’s gross!” Bob exclaimed in disgust.Cherrie pushed me away from her with the spiked heel of her shoe, as she walked over to stand by Don I knelt up in the position of subservience Don had demanded of me at the start of the evening. I looked at Don and he indicated with his eyes that I should look at my son; I let my eyes obey his silent command. Bob was looking at me with utter loathing, his look hurt me more than any physical blow ever could, but somehow I managed to not show this to him.”What are you?” he breathed.”A slut,” I answered immediately knowing full well the role I had been set in, “A whore that will do anything to get satisfaction.”He turned away from me and I looked at Don, he was smiling as though he’d won the lottery, he mouthed to me ‘beg me to fuck you’ and I nodded my understanding. Raising my voice I begged Don to fuck me, I told him I needed him; that I had to feel his prick in me; to feel him fill me with his meat and his ‘spunk’. Throughout this my son’s shoulders slumped lower and lower as though I were striking at him with every word.”Better get ready boys,” Don gloated as he came towards me shedding his clothes, “you know how hot the slut gets. And don’t forget her ‘cocktail’, you know how much she loves that.”I felt my tears flowing as I watched all but my son strip down, at the same time the damned d**gs were sending me crazy with desire. As Don came onto the mattress I saw Cherrie go over to my son, put an arm around his shoulders, lean her naked body against him and start to whisper in his ear, her lips brushing his cheek from time to time as she spoke. Don followed my gaze and laughed, I looked up at him and wondered just what sort of a****l he was that he could destroy two lives with such glee.”See them over there,” Don leered down at me as he pointed at a group of five youths, “they are getting your ‘cocktail’ ready, a glass of spunk with a dash of our special d**gs mix. You’d better make a good show of drinking it down or you know what happens.””Bastard,” I breathed, “I’ll do what you say, but tell me why you have to destroy my relationship with my son.””You got no say in anything or any right to ask anything bitch,” he growled, “but I’ll tell you anyway. My mother dumped me; I have always hated people like you that had it good together. Now you know, and here’s something else for you, you aren’t the first we’ve done this to, and you won’t be the last. When we’re done with you we’ll move on to somewhere and someone new, never know, Bob might tag along with us just at the others joined me when I’d done with their mums.”I stared in dismay at the other boys, horror-struck at the knowledge that each of them had seen their mothers degraded and defiled then taken up with the defilers to do the same to other innocent women and her sons. As my eyes moved around the room I saw Cherrie kissing my son, her body pressed tight to his, if it had been in my power I would have throttled the girl, but I was powerless and my shoulders slumped in defeat as I looked back up at Don. He could see that any tiny resistance I might have had left was crushed in me, his grin shouted out his victory over me.”What now?” I asked in a low voice, “What else is there to do to me?””You’ll see bitch,” he revelled in my defeat, “and whatever it is you take it and act like you love it. Hell the d**gs will make sure you enjoy it whether you like it or not. Breathe a word of what’s really going on to the brat and I swear I’ll kill him, you just take your cues and go with them.”I knew his threat was not an idle one; I had to play out the game his way to the bitter end, it meant I would probably lose my son, but he would at least be alive and unharmed. Nodding my compliance I waited for Don to start the next phase of my defilement, my eyes drifted to my son, he was undressing with Cherries help, not exactly eagerly, but not too reluctantly either. As soon as he was naked Cherrie was all over him again, I knew she was doing everything she could to get my son well and truly aroused, I only hoped she’d not leave him frustrated. My attention was jerked back to Don as he called out for my ‘cocktail’, one of the five boys that had been masturbating into a glass came over stirring the thick white fluid that three quarters filled it, mixing their juices with the d**gs they’d laced them with.”Hey Bob,” Don called out, “you have to see this. I never tire of watching the slut drink down a glass of spunk.”My son turned and I was shocked to see his erection, it was huge and Cherrie was leading him over to the mattress by it. The d**gs already coursing through my system were driving me crazy with lust, as I took the glass of sperm I wondered how even more of this d**g would affect me. Quelling my fear I licked my lips as though in anticipation, raised the glass to my lips and drained it in one go, gulping down the thick sperm as though loving it’s taste. As I lowered the glass I saw Bob staring open mouthed at me, I gave what I hoped looked to be a happy smile and shrank inside as his eyes filled with loathing and disgust. Then Don was laying back on the floor, his hard cock standing up from his body as he called me to him, I didn’t hesitate, and rising to my feet I went over to him, straddled his body and lowered myself onto his cock. The feel of him sliding into me made my body shudder with growing excitement, knowing that it was the d**gs making me so hot did nothing to ease my shame at my body’s reactions, nor did it ease my inner pain as I made all the movements to fuck Don in front of my son. Raising my eyes I cried out as an orgasm washed over me, it felt more powerful than anything I had felt so far and I suddenly knew what else the d**gs were doing to me, they were making my climaxes more powerful than I could ever hope to cope with. Laughing up at me Don reached to my tits to twist my nipples painfully, pulling them out from my body as though he intended plucking them from me, in front of me my son looked on as I showed every sign of loving what was being done to me.”She’s one hot bitch,” Don panted out to my son, “She loves everything you do to her, never met a slut like her before. Hey, I got an idea Bobby boy, you still see this as your mum or what she really is, a low whore just out for her own pleasure?”Silently I prayed he would respond that he saw me as his mother, my whole body quivering and straining on Don’s cock as I bucked in climax on it.”As a fucking low whore,” my son responded after only a brief hesitation, his next words cutting me to the very centre of my being, “I don’t know who this is, but she sure isn’t my mum.”My cry of despair at his denial of me sounded like a cry of bliss as my body erupted into another orgasm so intense I thought I would faint. But even the d**g fuelled lust in me paled briefly at Don’s next words.”In that case you have got to get some of it.” He laughed breathlessly, “Hop up her and shove that horse dick of yours down her throat, man you’ll love how she feels. Just don’t go choking her just yet, I know she loves being choked, but man we all got to get some fun with her too.”Even my horror at Don’s invitation to my son couldn’t hold off the d**g-induced sensations for long, as my son stepped onto the mattress I felt my body almost explode with bliss. At the same time I felt fear rising in me at Don’s comments about choking me, what did he mean by them? What was it I was supposed to love? Then my thoughts were driven from my mind as I felt something brushed against my lips, opening my eyes I found myself staring at my son’s monster of a cock, a horse dick Don had called it, and he was damned close in his description. Looking up at my son’s face I saw him looking down at me disdainfully, opening my mouth I looked into his eyes trying to beg him not to do this to me, but either he didn’t notice or didn’t understand what my eyes were saying.”Come on slut momma,” Don laughed from below me, his cock pushing up into me as I paused in my motions, “don’t leave the k** hanging there, put him in your mouth and give him a good suck-fucking.”Raising a hand I grasped my son’s cock and drew it to my mouth, I felt my jaw cracking as his girth forced my mouth painfully wide, but I didn’t pause, pushing against him I drove his long, thick cock into my throat. All the while my eyes were locked on his, despite all the shivers of delight running through me I kept my eyes open and held to his eyes, I saw his disbelief as his cock slowly sank into my throat, the rise of excitement as my throat tongue and mouth massaged his erection. When I finally managed to get all his erection into me my son put his hands to the back of my head and pulled my face even tighter to his groin driving his cock a whole inch deeper in my throat. I groaned in despair and bliss around his flesh, wave upon wave of pleasure filled me to the point of distraction and when my son began to pull out of me I braced myself. Out and out he went, then suddenly he reversed direction to slam his cock back into my throat, I squealed out in pain and pleasure as my own son began to fuck my mouth hard, at the same time Don began thrusting up with a similar force into my pussy. Even without d**gs I knew I would have been quickly driven to an orgasm under this double assault, with the d**gs I felt as though my world was exploding in ecstasy, gurgling around my son’s cock I added to his motions by moving my head with his thrusts at the same time I jerked down to meet Don’s up thrusts! For Don it was too much, within minutes he was pushing up into me, his hot semen spurting into my depths as he came and driving me even higher into rapture, but Bob kept on going as though he could go on forever.”Hey k**,” I heard Don gasp out through the haze of my euphoria, “pull out of her so I can move. Then you can try her cunt, you’ll love it and so will she!”I groaned as my son did as Don asked, pulling his cock from my aching throat and standing aside as Don pushed me off him like a piece of baggage, he rose then pushed me over onto my back with his foot.”Fuck the sluts brains out boy.” he sneered as he pushed Bob between my legs.The next moment I felt my son’s giant cock thrust all the way into me, I screamed out in ecstasy as his entry drove me wild with desire. Looking over my son’s shoulder as he lay still with his cock buried in me I saw Don leering down at me, he mouthed at me to beg my son to fuck me, telling me silently to act the slut he was making me out to be. Fighting back a sob I whispered in my sons ear that he should fuck me hard, he leant up and stared down at me, my eyes were filled with tears as I started to beg him to fuck me, humping my pussy on his motionless cock as though desperate to feel him fucking me. Suddenly he groaned and his eyes closed, but his cock slowly began to move in me, his sheer size pulling my flesh as he drew back then thrust into me hard. Within seconds I was lost in orgasmic bliss, even through my haze I realised that he would have driven me to this point without the need for d**gs, I could not believe how good my own son’s cock felt as it moved ever faster in me. He seemed to go on pounding into me forever, before long I was flopping around under him like a rag doll, his frenzied thrusting making my body jerk with each downward thrust, my cries had become whimpers of delight as he fucked me through d**g boosted climax after d**g boosted climax. When he suddenly pushed up into me then tensed I gave out a weak squeal, deep, deep inside me it felt as though a hot geyser has erupted as his sperm flowed and flowed and flowed.**Sometime later I became aware that my son’s body was no longer pressing on mine, his cock no longer filling me to more than capacity, groaning I opened my eyes and struggled to my knees fighting the desire in me to curl up and let exhaustion take me. Bob was standing over me, his eyes looking strange, I could read all of what he was feeling, but part of it was confusion, then Don drew my attention by moving to my son’s side. Taking my son Don looked at the other boys, he looked at me then at my son, turning my son around he had him look at me.”Okay boys,” Don said without taking his eyes from mine, “she’s all yours, remember she likes it in threes.”I fought back my urge to open my eyes wide in shock, instead I licked my lips and nodded, my son watched me intently with that strange look in his eyes as three of the youths came over to where I knelt submissively. There was no finesse or gentleness in their actions, one of the boys lay back and I was ordered to sit on his cock, as it slid into my pussy I felt a finger pushing lubricant into my back passage for which I was thankful, though I knew that a different lubricant would be filling me all too soon. With a cry I climaxed as I finally sank the full length of the cock in my pussy, even as I came I was pushed forward onto the boys chest and a body was pressing on my back, a cock probing at my anus, I cried out as it suddenly sank into my. The third youth knelt in front of me, his cock waving in front of my face, reaching up I took hold of his erection and drove my mouth down onto it, his cock sinking into my throat easily. My body was erupting in bliss as the three of them began to fuck me mercilessly, pierced in every hole I possessed I couldn’t do anything more than let them use me as they wished. Thankfully they didn’t last long, I think I would have died if these youths had the staying power of my son, the three of them came within seconds of each other, their juices flooding into my mouth, pussy and arse as they grunted out their pleasure. Moments later they were moving away from me, laughing and joking about having ‘fucked me good’ as I forced myself back up to a kneeling position. Apart from my son and Don there had been fifteen other youths in the gym, three had taken me, which left twelve more to go, four more groups of three. Even as I had these thoughts the next three were entering my body, things took on a dream like quality as I was used to sate their lusts, nothing more than an object there for their pleasure. After each group left me I would force myself to kneel up to await the next group, my mind lost in a blur of rapturous bliss and I no longer knew or cared if it was the d**gs or my own body’s pleasure that made me feel so ecstatic.Kneeling up again I waited for the next group to take me, but as the moments passed it dawned on me no-one had come over to me. I had no idea how long it had taken them all to have me, but I could not believe that they would just stop, hoping against hope that my ordeal was at last over I forced my eyes to focus. The first thing I saw was Don and Cherrie talking, he seemed annoyed about something, then I saw my son standing near them trying to look inconspicuous as he listened in on their conversation. Suddenly Cherrie nodded and went out to the back rooms, a moment later she was back with a glass that I knew had to contain more of the foul mixture that had me burning up with desire, a desire that seemed to grow stronger rather than weaker with time. Without a word Cherrie came over to me and thrust the glass out to me, numbly I took it and drank the contents, as I lowered the empty glass I noticed that the Cherrie was wearing the strap-on again and I knew that she too would be taking me again soon.”So how did it feel to fuck your own son?” she sneered as took the empty glass from me.”Wonderful,” I said truthfully as I stared at the dildo.She laughed loudly, and then reached out to tug at one of my nipples.”You get that after the boys have well and truly lubed you up for me,” she stated, “all of them get to use all your holes before I fuck you again. Work it how for yourself how many times that means you get fucked before I get to you.”I stared at her as my mind whirled, each of the boys had used one of my holes, and their juices were flowing out of my pussy and arse already. What she was telling me was that they each were going to take me twice more, once for each hole they had not used yet.”Oh god, thirty times!” I gasped in horror.”Yeah,” she gloated, siirt escort “thirty times and then I get to use you again. And you had better beg me to fuck you when the time comes bitch.”Suddenly I realised why she had been talking with me, it was not out of any thought of letting me rest; it was so the d**g could work it’s evil way into my system. I hadn’t thought the fire that burned in me could get any hotter, but now they were raging infernos as the d**g cocktail hit me, every breath threatened to make me climax, my pussy was literally burning with a need to be fill, by nipples ached they had become so hard. Cherrie laughed as she moved away from me loudly declaring that I was ready for the next round, the first group were moving in on me even before she was off the mattress, just the touch of their hands on my skin drove me to wild climaxes and when they entered my body I could only whimper weakly as the power of the sensations filling me drove all thoughts from my mind. I know that five groups of youths took me one after the other, I know that between each group I managed to get back to a kneeling position, but all I can remember of it is one long blur of rapturous ecstasy. Even when they broke off after they’d all used me for the second time the bliss filled me to the exclusion of all else and I lay quivering helplessly for ages before I finally came down enough to kneel up again.Vaguely I remember Cherrie giving me a glass again, of draining it and returning the empty glass to her. I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the raging inferno of lust that was filling me, it drove me, controlled me, pushed me and I heard myself screaming to the boys to fuck me! Gleefully they took me three at a time and with force, each group now taking ages to cum and driving me to the point of passing out as they filled me three by three. Nothing else mattered any more, not even my son, only the yearning need to be fucked that filled me completely. At last the boys finished with me, tossing me aside they left me lying on the mattress, but I wasn’t alone for long, Cherrie waited until I showed signs of recovering somewhat before joining me on the mattress.The first thing I saw as I regained some of my senses and opened my eyes was the strap-on dildo mere inches from my face, the girl rolled me onto my back and straddled my head facing towards my feet. The fake prick came down towards my mouth and I just opened wide and let it slide into my throat, Cherries ‘good bitch’ ringing in my ears as the burning filled me again. Leaning forward Cherrie licked at my pussy, her tongue lapping at the semen that flooded me, then she pulled the dildo back until it barely touched my lips, her mouth moved and I screamed as she bit at my clit hard. My scream became a choked gurgle as she suddenly thrust the dildo down into my throat with a ruthless force; time and again she did this, ramming the hard plastic into me while she tortured my clit with her teeth.”Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” I gasped weakly when she suddenly moved away from me.”Oh I’ve no intention of stopping,” she laughed, “just gonna take you another way.”As she stopped talking I felt the dildo surge into my pussy, I screamed out in bliss and went on screaming while she pounded in my pussy mercilessly. Between screams I begged her to fuck me harder, to do me faster, a part of me was reeling in dismay at my actions, but it lay trapped behind a barrier of sensations that would accept nothing more than the total abuse of my body. My head thrashed as I went through climax after climax, at one point I remember my eyes meeting those of my son’s, he was weeping as he watched me pleading with Cherrie to take me, to abuse me, to fuck me without mercy. But even his pain couldn’t break through the burning in me! I was insatiable as I begged for more and with a chilling laugh Cherrie called on the boys to ‘keep the bitch quiet’; they carried out her wish by filling my throat one after the other with their cocks. Now the only sounds were my muffled squeals, the slap of Cherrie’s body hitting mine with cruel force as she fucked me with that tireless prick she wore, the heavy breathing of the boys as they fucked my mouth, their grunts as they came off deep in my throat and of course their laughter and gibes about the ‘slut’ servicing them.Some endless time later Cherrie pulled the dildo from my pussy, the boys moved away and I whimpered at them to carry on, to keep fucking. A heel dug into one of my boobs making me cry out with pain/pleasure, looking up with unfocussed eyes I saw Cherrie standing over me, one foot planted on my boob as though she were a huntress and I her trophy, then she moved her foot and rolled me onto my stomach. I barely heard her barked command to get on my hands and knees, but I struggled to obey with the cruel laughter of the gang ringing in my ears. When I had finally managed to get into the position she wanted me in Cherrie came behind me, with one thrust she forced the dildo into my arse making me scream, but once again I was silenced by cocks being thrust into my willing mouth one after the other. Once again the only sounds were those of their pleasure, my pleasure and their derisive laughter. I wasn’t even aware of the point at which I passed out, my abused mind and body unable to take any more of the blissful torture.-= PART 3 =-I woke with a start then groaned as my body screamed out it’s pain to me, my arse, pussy and throat felt raw, but my mind felt partially my own again. Opening my eyes I found myself alone on the mattress, I had no idea how long I had been u*********s, nor how long they had used me for, though it had felt like forever. With a struggle I made it back to the kneeling position to await their further pleasure, even now I could still feel the effects of the d**g I had been made to drink, the fires of lust still burned deep inside me despite the pains of my body.”She’s awake.” a voice said off to my left.”About fuckin’ time.” I heard Don’s voice reply.Raising my eyes I saw Don sitting on a chair in front of me, glancing around I saw the rest of the boys lounging in chairs or on mats. As I turned my attention back to Don I saw Cherrie come out of the back rooms with a dreaded glass of liquid in her hand. Then I realised that Bob was nowhere in sight, I looked around fearful that he had left me to my fate in disgust.”Don’t panic bitch,” Don laughed drawing my eyes back to him, “the wimp’s asleep out back, Cherry will get him when she takes the glass back.”I slumped with relief, and then took the glass thrust out to me, draining it I grimaced at the sharp flavour; it hadn’t tasted that strong before. Don must have known what I was thinking, he laughed then rose from the chair, came over to the mattress and stood looming over me, his fingers hooked in the collar around my throat as he leant me backwards. I was forced to look into his eyes as he spoke to me in a low, almost evil voice.”That was a double dose,” he said, “we’re nearly done with you, only another eighteen hours to go and you are going to be screaming for every minute of them.”I felt chilled by his words even as the d**g started to work its way into my system fanning the fires of lust higher yet again.”Ever tried bondage?” he went on, “No? Well you’ll love it. And you’ll love being spanked, especially when your bastard boy does it to you.”He carried on talking, describing acts of depravity that he and the others would perform on me; acts that he would get my son to perform on me. Each act he described made me cringe inwardly, at the same time the lust burned higher and higher in me as the d**g cocktail did it’s evil work on me.”And the best part of it is you will be begging us to do these things to you,” Don laughed, “begging us to hurt you and abuse you, begging your own son to abuse you and hurt you too.”Closing my eyes in shame I knew I could not fight this youth, that I would do everything he said I would even to begging Bob to abuse me. I felt him jerk the collar then release me, kneeling I tried to put an expression of pleasure on my face, in this the damned d**g helped out as fresh waves of bliss started to fill me, not a hand was touching me and I was already rising to an orgasm. Then Cherrie came back with my son in tow, he looked across at me then looked away again as though ashamed to see me. Hiding my pain I remained kneeling on the mattress awaiting whatever was to come with an expression of happiness fixed on my face. From time to time by body gave a shiver as waves of pleasure surge up then receded, Don had given me an idea of what to expect and amid the growing tidal surges of bliss I was filled with fear.”Okay, we’ve wasted enough time with this resting shit.” Don suddenly declared, “Let’s start the final part with a rematch, get over here slut!”Still weak I nevertheless got quickly to my feet, crossed the room to where he was standing and knelt in front of him, Cherrie sauntered over to stand beside me, her strap-on cock sticking out from her tiny body.”Well bitch, this is your chance to get your own back against Cherrie, you and she will fight again” Don stated with a smirk, “only this time there’s no wimp out of a submission, this time it ends when one or the other of you is physically unable to go on.”I knew that I hadn’t a chance, I was already too weak from the hours of abuse I’d suffered at their hands, add to that the effect the d**gs coursing through my system and there was just no way I could even hold my own against Cherrie. Despite all this I nodded my agreement and went to rise to my feet, I never got there, without any warning Cherrie swung round and kicked me in the solar plexus, I grunted in pain as all the breath was forced from me, staggering backwards I fell flat on my backside on the hardwood floor. Curling up in a ball I tried to get my breath back while protecting my vital areas, I reckoned without Cherrie, almost in a frenzy she kicked at me, hitting me in the back and ribs, even hitting me on the pussy. The blow to my already aching pussy jerked me out of my ball and straight into Cherrie’s merciless hand, reaching down she dug her fingers into my breasts and used them to cruelly to drag me up on my feet. As soon as I was upright she was slapping at my face, jerking my head from side to side with each blow and there was nothing I could to do stop her, though I did make a last ditch effort to get a blow of my own in. Barely had I started my swing than Cherrie was acting, with a twist and twirl she was suddenly behind me, I cried out as my knees were kicked out from under me, then the breath fled my body again as the girl jumped on my back and driving me to the hard floor. In desperation I tried to get up again, but I had neither the strength or time to do this, in a heartbeat Cherrie drove me down to the floor by kneeling in the small of my back then grasping my collar and pulling backwards towards her. The collar dug at my throat as the girl pulled my upper body up and back, and the collar was choking me, I felt my senses fading and a sense of relief that my passing out would end the fight in yet another win for Cherrie. Only she had other, crueler plans that choking me into u*********sness, as I hovered on the edge of passing out she let go of the collar letting fall back to the floor so hard than one of my lips hit a tooth and began to bleed. Almost out cold I lay panting and gasping for breath, dimly I was aware of my arms being forced behind me, as my senses swam back I felt something being wrapped around my wrists then my elbows and I realised that Cherrie was tying my arms behind my back. Weakly I tried to fight against being tied, but I was way too late, even as I flexed my arm Cherrie was finishing the last knot, she stood up then kicked me over onto my back, crushing my tied arms under me. Moving to my feet she kicked my legs apart, when I tried to lash out at her with a foot she jumped clear then moved in on me again, her shoe sole came down on my already aching pussy, she ground her sole on my pussy as though stubbing out a cigarette. Screaming I tried to squirm away from her, but she stayed with me, crushing my pussy lips cruelly, then she threw herself on me, forcing my legs open she shoved the dildo all the way onto my aching pussy then began to fuck me as though in a frenzy. Fuelled by the d**g lust and my own natural arousal at being fucked I shot into an orgasm, whimpering I tried to buck her off, but I hadn’t a hope of getting the leverage to dislodge her with my hands tied behind me. Suddenly Cherrie was slapping at my nipples even as the dildo slammed in me cruelly, I cried out in both pain and bliss, desperate for both escape and sexual release!”Hell, that’s got to be enough,” I heard my son’s voice, “she can’t fight with her hands tied, Cherrie can do whatever she wishes. Doesn’t that count as physically unable to continue?””I guess you could be right,” Don replied, “but let Cherrie have a little more fun first. You ain’t worrying about the slut are you?””What do I care about her,” my son’s voice cut through me like a knife, “I just thought you prided yourself on keeping to the rules once you’d set them. Let Cherrie fuck her to death for all I care.””Hear that bitch,” Cherrie hissed down at me, “even your own son don’t give a fuck what happens to you any more, good job for him you still worry about his precious skin.”Without warning she began fucking me again with the fake prick, despite the terror filling me, despite the anguish of my son’s final rejection of me I erupted into an orgasm after only a few minutes of her starting to fuck me again. At the same time she was slapping my face and breasts, twisting my nipples making me scream in pain, in between all this she was punching my breasts and she didn’t stop until Don shouted at her to give it a rest. Cherrie rose to her feet and once again posed with her heel digging into my boob, with a contemptuous final kick at my prone body she walked away from me.”Get up bitch, you ain’t hurt that bad.” Don barked out.With my hands tied behind my back it was a task to get up, but finally I managed it, staggering I went over to Don to kneel in front of him. Though it wasn’t mentioned I knew that my arms were not going to be released, this had to be the start of the bondage scene Don had mentioned earlier, beside Don my son stood stiffly in both senses, his whole body was tense and his glorious cock was at full attention, but my son refused to look at me.”You have got to see this Bobby boy,” Don laughed, the lies dripping from his lips, “I didn’t believe it the first time she had me do it to her, but she fuckin’ loved it! You want us to tie you in your favourite position slut?””Oh please, yes tie me in that way.” I responded trying to sound eager.A glass was thrust at my face, unable to take it I let Cherrie hold the glass to my lips and tip it, I drank the even more bitter fluid wondering just how many doses I was being fed. Minutes later I no longer gave a damn how many dose I’d just drunk as a blast of ecstasy shot through me. Don commanded me to stand and then follow him; my whole body tingled and burnt with lust as I staggered after him, Bob following behind me. We came to a bench and I knew that I was expected to lie on it, my arms crushed into my back as I lay back, with cruel force Don parted my legs and tied my ankles to my thighs then a rope was looped under the bench and around my throat below the collar. Understanding of this position came to me as Don straightened up, my was pussy was open for their use, if I fell from the bench I’d be choked by the rope, if I jerked too much in the throes of the orgasms I knew would be hitting me I’d choke. Then they were taking me, pride of place went to my son, Don let him be the first to take me in his position, my son’s cock surged into me and I cried out in pleasures as he started to fuck me in a frenzy, almost as though he was trying to get off quickly. If that was his intent his own natural staying power defeated him, for a good thirty minutes my son drove me up the scale of orgasmic rapture, at times I would jerk so much that the rope cut into my neck and when he eventually came deep inside me I hit a peak that had me straining upwards in deadly ecstasy. By the time Bob raised himself from me I had almost choked into u*********sness, but I had barely a minute of recovery time when Don pushed his cock into me and sent me into choking orgasm after orgasm. Then all the other boys took me in this position, by the time they’d all had me I was in my orgasmic dream world again. I vaguely remember being released from the bench and dumped unceremoniously back on the mattress, my arms still firmly tied behind my back. Sometime later my senses began to return, I saw them all drinking cans of some drink or other, and I felt my own thirst rising in me. As my mind cleared slightly I wondered how long it had been since I’d eaten something other than sperm, drunk something other than d**g laced vodka and sperm. Struggling to my knees I assumed the position that was required of me, Don was the first to notice me kneeling waiting on their pleasure, he grinned and came over to the mattress.”You keep cheating us out of time,” he grinned, “by rights you should make it up somehow.””How can I do that?” I asked foolishly.”Well it’s simple,” he laughed, “just announce that you feel you’ve cheated them out of eight hours and you want them to carry on until eight thirty tomorrow morning.””Even my dulled mind knows that’s twelve hours not eight.” I said in surprise.”Yeah, well the extra is to cover any time you rob us of between now and then.” He smirked, “It’s up to you… Hmmm, wonder where that boy of yours has got to?”There was no mistaking the unspoken threat within Don’s change of subject to my son; I knew that there was really no other choice I could make. If it hadn’t been for the collar holding my neck straight I would have hung my head in defeat, as it was I lowered my eyes and wept as the conviction came to me that the nightmare would never come to an end.”Okay,” I muttered weakly, “I’ll stay yours until eight thirty, but please, I am so thirsty, could I have drink.””Sure you can!” he almost cackled, “And here’s Cherrie to ease your thirst now.”In fact Cherrie was stepping onto the mattress as he made his comment, inwardly I cringed at the effects another dose of whatever it was lacing the drinks would be on me, each glass had driven me to a higher level of depravity. The power of the orgasms I had under the influence of this d**g were indescribable, the nearest I could come to doing so would be like shoving a live mains wire in my pussy. Nevertheless I opened my mouth and let the girl pour the liquid into my mouth, swallowing I pulled a face of distaste.”A triple, without the booze flavouring,” Cherrie laughed as she walked away with the glass.”Ah well, rest period’s over,” Don smirked, “time for you to perform some more.””Please,” I gasped, “please tell me why us, why me?””Why not,” he grinned, “part of it was that your boy was dumb enough to fall for the fight ploy, and of course so were you. But you’d been chosen before that, we knew as soon as we spotted you and the wimp together that you were a happy mother and son, who better to fuck up?”He started to move away from me, and then paused, turning he looked down at me and smiled coldly.”Best we get it all said,” he said, “you’ve got two more doses of the ‘cocktail’ to take, both will be double what you’ve just had now. Funny thing with that mix of stuff, after the sixth single dose it has a permanent side effect, you’ve had what amounts to nine single doses with another twelve to come, no turning back for you now.””Oh god,” I moaned both in dread and in excitement as the doses I’d just taken began to push my body to the heights of pleasure again, “what side effects? Please tell me.””With pleasure,” Don laughed, “what you’re feeling now, the hyped up sexual sensations, the insatiable hunger for sex in any form and any way you can get it, they’ll never leave you now. The intensity won’t be as bad, but you’ll always feel horny, always have the itch to be fucked, putting it bluntly you’ll be a nympho slut! Well you did ask.”With that he walked over to the rest of his gang, amongst who was my own son, I sobbed for myself and for my son. A moment later they were all heading towards me and I knew that the next ordeal was to begin.With my arms still firmly tied behind me I was pushed across the gym to a vaulting horse, it was shabby and torn; its legs had been cut down, yet it looked strong enough to hold me. This time I was thrown face down, my head dangling one side of the horse, my legs the other, my legs were tied to the feet of the horse while a rope was passed through the collar lead ring to be tied to the grab bars I lay between. At first I was relieved that the rope had been attached to the back of the collar, but my relief was short lived, it lasted right up to the point the first boy took me in the mouth. This round started with Don fucking my pussy, in moments I was climaxing, though I couldn’t lift my head due to the restriction of the rope fixed at the collar. As Don took his pleasure another of the youths came around to my face, he had no need to command me to open my mouth, I had it open and awaiting his pleasure even as he closed the distance between us. Soon he was deep in my throat, fucking my mouth as hard as Don was fucking my pussy, then he took a step closer forcing my upper body to rise a little, but this was not what he wanted, his hands pressed down on my shoulders and I gurgled as the collar tightened around my neck. One after the other they took me, each doing me twice and each pushing my shoulders down as they used my mouth, and each time I felt the collar start to choke me. Only one of them didn’t push down as he fucked my mouth and by the sheer size of the cock he thrust into me I knew it had to be my son. As if all this weren’t enough Don began to spank my buttocks as he fucked my pussy as did every boy that fucked my pussy thereafter, including my son, though his blows were more caresses than spanks, Once again the ordeal ended when that had sated their lust for the moment, for a while they left me hung limply over the horse, but at last they untied me, apart from my arms, and tossed me back on the mattress.Laughing at my shuddering, exhausted body the boys began drinking again, amongst them my son who I saw pointing at me and laughing. Of everything that I had endured so far the sight of my son laughing along with my tormentors at my expense was the most painful, I knew at that moment that I had lost him, that he would be leaving with Don, leaving me broken in spirit and body for his sake. Wishing I could just lie there and wallow in my despair I finally struggled up to my knees.”Ah, the bitch can’t get enough, damn it!” Don crowed, “Tell you what, how about we take the slut walkies again, you can walk her this time Bobby boy, fancy that?””Too fucking right I do!” I heard my son answer, seemingly only too pleased to add to my humiliation.And that was that, the lead was reattached to my collar by my son, he jerked it to draw me to my feet then headed out the door with the group following along behind. This time my path was different, my son headed straight for the open gate, he didn’t even hesitate as he led me out of the park, with the damned d**g burning away inside me I kept climaxing every few minutes. My son took me around the whole outside of the park until we came back to the gate we had exited from, jerking the lead he took me back into the park and this time the path we followed was the same Cherrie had taken from the very same gate. So it came as no surprise to find myself back at the playground, the only difference this time being that my hands were firmly tied behind me and it was my son guiding events. With a jerk of the lead Bob took me over to a roundabout, as he had me kneel on the thing the other boys were spreading themselves around the roundabout.”Don says you complained of being thirsty,” Bob said in a flat, expressionless voice, “he thought you might be hinting that you were hinting at something else. Were you?”Don was behind and to one side of my son, out of his cone of vision Don was miming what was to happen to me and I felt sick.”I was,” I said gulping back bile, “I have a craving to drink piss.””Well,” my son sighed, “you’ve got your wish, we’ve all topped up and are all busting to pee. Starting with Don the roundabout will be turned clockwise until you’ve drunk from everyone.”Thank you.” I smiled what I hoped was a look of glee.Gently the round-about turned until Don stood before me, his cock was already free of his trousers, leaning forward I took the tip of the of his cock in my mouth and had it almost immediately flooded by hot, mineral tasting urine. Fighting the urge to gag I swallowed as fast as I could, but some of the liquid spurted out of the sides of my mouth to dribble down my chin and onto my breasts. When he was done I had to lick him clean, then the roundabout turned to the next boy and the whole process started over. I wept with shame when a powerful climax ran through me as I drank from the third cock, then another hit me with the fifth and by the time I had gone full circle I was in a state of constant orgasm. I breathed a silent sigh of relief that this part of the ordeal was over, but I was wrong, there in the middle of a c***dren’s playground Don, my son, fifteen other youths and Cherrie gangbanged me. By the time they had finished with me I was barely able to kneel let alone stand, but my son jerked my up to my feet and almost dragged me back to the gym. I was thrown on the mattress and left to recover on my own. Over and over I kept thinking ‘God how much longer does this goes on?’ it already seemed that an eternity had passed.Yet as soon as I felt strong enough to get to my knees I did so and awaited with dread what was to come next. As I knelt up Cherrie came over with yet another glass in her hands, the taste of the fluid was foul and I remembered what Don had said about the last two doses, I had just drunk six single doses and there was another six to come. Barely had these thoughts come to me than I felt my body bursting with ecstasy, I needed to be fucked as the only way to dull the burning, I sobbed in bliss as I screamed out for someone, anyone to fuck me and to do it right now!God did they fuck me, for the first time in hours my arms were untied, they had me spread my legs and lay back on my heels, bent back like this my wrists were tied to my ankles, a rope was also fixed to the collar and tied to my ankles. Despite the deep fear that I may well choke in this position I was screaming to be fucked hard. That is just what they did, in the pussy and mouth they took me without mercy, oblivious to the sounds of my choking as my head jerked when I would climax, and since I started climaxing as soon as a cock pushed into my pussy I was barely conscious by time the last of them flooded his juices into my exhausted body. When they finally untied me my whole body jerked and shook as the nerve jangling climaxes I’d done my best to constrain hit in one long burst that had me flopping around as though in a fit.They left me to rest, for all of twenty minutes; I had managed to get to my knees in fifteen, but the ignored me as they stood around discussing something. When they at last came for me I followed where they led, which was to the centre of the hall, my own son threw a couple of ropes over a beam and Don tied a rope to each of my wrists.”Pain time,” Don whispered to me as he tightened the last knot, “You’ll soon see what I mean and as soon as you do you’d better start begging for it to be done to you.”Fear chilled my heart as they pulled on the ropes until I was teetering on just my shoe tips, then my heart froze when I saw Don handing out rubber hoses. They were going to beat me with them, I had no doubt about that at all, Don had already hinted at it. Fighting my panic I tried to look excited at the prospect of my forthcoming beating, a surge of d**g induced ecstasy made my acted look seem real and I started yelling out to them to beat me. It was my son that stepped forward first, this shocked me back to a momentary sanity, he was smiling as he swished the hose as though practising, yet I could not read the expression in his eyes. Then he was in front of my dangling body, he ran the hose over my body and I climaxed.”I get the honour,” he said in a voice that sounded lifeless, “of beating you first, I get to do it six times slut, then the others all join in.””Do it, ” I said trying to sound husky, “do it, do it hard, beat me!”Suddenly he struck out, the hose hitting me across the breasts, I had expected it to hurt more yet it was more than enough to send me crashing into an orgasm that went on and on as he beat me. At his sixth blow the rest of the group surged forward and began to beat on me as well, unlike my son’s strikes theirs hurt, they hurt a hell of a lot! Screaming in fear, pain, and orgasm and for them to keep beating me I jerked and shook in my bonds, trying vainly to escape the blows aimed at me while exhorting them to hit me. At one point they all laughed coarsely at me as my bladder cut loose, urine streaming down my thighs to pool on the floor beneath me. Then it all suddenly stopped, groaning I hung limply in my bonds, my body screaming out its pain to me as I sobbed in despair and fear. When they released my wrists I fell to the floor lifelessly, this time they didn’t even bother to move me to the mattress, they left me lying in my own pool of urine while they went to rest themselves for whatever was next on their agenda…Dimly I became aware of the chimes of a clock sounding out seven, through the dirty windows there was daylight and I groaned in relieve at the thought that there was only another ninety minutes to get through. I lay still and tried to recover my strength, but as I lay there Cherrie came over with the final glass of d**g laced vodka, raising my head by my hair she poured it into my mouth and I gagged at the flavour as it slid down my throat.”Stronger,” I muttered weakly.”Yeah bitch,” Cherrie hissed in a whisper, “ten doses. I know Don said six, but what the fuck, you may as well go out higher than a kite.”Her words ‘go out’ rang in my head as she walked away, after all I had been through, surely they didn’t intend killing me, oh God, surely not that! Minutes later the d**g was coursing through my body, it sent a sexual driven strength through me that had me on my knees calling out for more. Even as I was begging then to do me a part of me was frozen with fear at the prospect of death.My fears were merely heightened when they took me back to the centre of the gym, this time it was only one rope they threw over the beam and it was attached to my collar. Then they retied my arms behind my back, the ropes cutting into my skin. I almost fainted with relief when I was ordered to my knees, though they then took up the slack on the rope I had at least a chance of avoiding choking by stretching upwards or even rising to my feet. Or so I thought! Don quickly disillusioned me of that idea as he came over to fuck me first, he took me in the mouth first, forcing his cock deep into my throat, he fucked my throat with cruel strokes, taking hold of the back of my head he took a step backwards and I tried to scream as the collar dug into my neck, hardly a sound escaped past his cock buried in my throat. When he came I was in climax and gurgling as the collar strangled me. Don moved away and after a few minutes another took his place, all of them fucking me in the mouth and all of them dragging me forward so that I choked while sucking them off. At least they gave me a few minutes each time to recover a little, last to take me was Bob and although I felt him step back he somehow held his body forward and for the first time I did not choke as I sucked off a cock.For a time I was left to get my wind back, but then it began all over again, this time they took me in the pussy, fucking me from behind and pushing me forward so that I would choke, by the time each boy was done I was hanging limply in his grasp on the verge of u*********sness. Thankfully they left me long enough to regain my senses before the next boy would take me until once again it was my son’s turn to fuck me. Somehow he managed to make it look as though he was pushing me forward while actually holding me higher and totally relieving the pressure on my neck, I couldn’t fathom why he was going out of his way to ensure I didn’t suffer by choking.What I thought was to be the last round came as no surprise, each of them fucked my arse, bending me forward until I was seeing red. Time after time my senses faded, the blood pounding in my ears as the ever-greater pressure of the collar digging into my neck drove me to pass out. And again it was my son who took me last and who also managed to do it in such a way as to keep the pressure from my neck. When he at last came deep in my bowels I breathed a sigh of relief. I had no idea what time it was, but I was sure that it was well past the extended period I had agreed to so many hours ago.”Don’t get feeling relieved just yet bitch,” Cherrie said stepping forward, the dildo once again strapped to her groin, “now it’s my turn!”I wanted to scream out ‘NO!’ I wanted it all to stop, but instead I meekly looked at Cherrie and started begging her to have her way with me. She looked around as though checking that no-one was watching her, then held a glass to my lips and I drank the contents even though I knew that I was ingesting even more of the d**g cocktail that had already made me sexually insatiable. For a moment Cherrie left me alone, then she was back, the glass gone, but not her evil smile, that smile chilled me and I looked around the gym in the vain hope of rescue from some quarter.”Looking for your precious little motherfucker, bitch?” Cherrie laughed cruelly, “He’s out back helping the guys pack up. When he comes out here you are going to tell him to leave, you will tell him you want some time alone with Don and me.””Oh god no,” I wept as my fear grew to panic, “but I was to be freed at eight thirty, Don said so.””So he lied.” Cherrie grinned, “It’s nearly ten now bitch, and you go free when we’re finished with you. Now you gonna tell your fucking son what I told you to or…?”She left the threat to my son unspoken, though she knew that I was aware of what the ‘or’ was. It had been hard to think with the d**gs coursing through my body keeping me focussed on the need for sexual gratification, but now the latest dose I had been given was starting to kick in and I was too weak, too defeated to even try to resist them for even a second. At that moment my son came into the gym from the back room, he was carrying some boxes and seemed oblivious to my presence, Cherrie nudged me as he walked across the room.”Bob,” I called out to him trying to sound calm and happy to be in the position I was in, “when you’ve done with those can I talk to you for a minute.”He didn’t respond, not even to look in my direction when I spoke, through the growing haze of lust and fear I felt crushed by this. Cherrie was chuckling quietly as I knelt there awaiting my son’s return, no words can describe how I felt at having been forced to turn my own son against me to save his life. Then Bob was back, he came over to where I was kneeling and looked down at me, though he avoided meeting my eyes.”Bob,” I said keeping my voice sounding ‘happy’, “I want a little time alone with my lovers, Don and Cherrie, would you go home by yourself? I’ll be along later, after … after I’ve said goodbye to them.””Whatever, slut.” He sighed.I wanted to scream out at him to help me, to save me, but instead I watched him turn and leave without a backward glance and as soon as the outer doors had closed behind him I broke down and sobbed in despair. Cherrie laughed at my misery, her fingers twined in my hair and pulled my head up so that I looking into her cold, cruel eyes.”How’s it feel bitch?” she gloated, “How’s it feel to be treated worse than a lump of shit by your own precious son?”I couldn’t answer her; even the d**g-induced passion couldn’t penetrate my wall of despair at that moment.”Think he gives a fuck about you now?” Cherrie laughed tugging at my hair.”No,” I whispered through my sobs, “No, not now, not after all this.””Don’t worry dearie,” she laughed tapping me on the cheek, “in a few more minutes that dose I gave you will kick in, then it’s you that won’t give a fuck about anything as long as you get fucked.””Where’s the k**?” Don’s voice came from across the hall.”Gone,” Cherrie laughed, “Mama sent him home.””Shit, not again!” Don cursed.Even the depths of despair could only act as a barrier to the d**g driven lust rising in me for so long, I felt my whole body starting to burn with the need to be satisfied even as Don came to stand in front of me.”Cherrie,” he was saying angrily, “don’t fucking do a Colchester on me, I told you then what I’d do if you killed another one!””Jesus,” she cursed with a touch of fear in her voice, “that was a fucking accident Don! I won’t let his one die, not quite, but she pissed me off, I want to do her till she begs for mercy.””Okay, but just remember,” Don said menacingly, “she dies and you join her, I fuckin’ mean it Cherrie!”Cherrie said something that seemed to satisfy Don, by now I could barely concentrate on anything but the rising tidal wave of lust that I was drowning in. He turned his attention to me and seemed delighted at my distress, reaching down he tilted my face so he was looking into my eyes.”Was it worth it?” he smirked, “Was it worth all this to save your boy?””Yes!” I breathed.”Well he’s safe now,” Don laughed, “so you gonna start resisting us now he’s out of reach?””No,” I whispered.”Louder slut.” he said sharply.”No,” I said a little louder, my mind splintering as the d**gs did their work, “I won’t resist you.””Not in the least?” he laughed loudly.”Not in the least,” I answered realising with terror that my words were absolutely true, that I could not resist him or Cherrie, or indeed any man that commanded me from that point on.He could see in my eyes that I had come to this realisation, his grin broadened as he held my chin.”Want Cherrie to play with you a while?” he asked, “Want her to fuck you almost to death?””Yes!” I breathed as a climax washed over me, “Please Don, let her fuck me, let her fuck me to death!””Tempting,” he laughed letting go of my chin, “might be nice to watch a bitch get screwed to death, but I think we’ll let you live. Not that you’ll thank us for that. The slut’s all yours Cherrie, we’ll wait for you in the bus, you got three hours max, no longer.”With that he walked away and it was only then that I noticed that everyone else was gone too, only Cherrie and I remained. Inside of me a part of me was screaming in terror as it watched the sexual b**st I had become, but it was locked away too deep to show, instead I turned my eyes to Cherrie’s cruel face.”Please Cherrie,” I breathed as another climax hit, “please fuck me, I need it, Cherrie I need to be fucked, fuck me, fuck me fuck MEE!”Cherrie laughed then lashed out, her hand slapping my face so hard I nearly fell, the rope tightened and the collar dug into my throat.”Yes!” I croaked and gasped as I struggled back to my knees, “Beat me! Fuck me! Hurt me!”She slapped me again laughing as I swayed, choked and struggled back upright to beg her for more. Reaching to the collar she released the rope then pulled me to my feet by my hair.”We’ll go back to that later,” Cherrie nodded at the dangling rope, “but first I’m going to hurt you good.”Her hand lashed out in a balled fist hitting me in the gut, gasping I doubled over then sank to my knees which was where Cherrie had wanted me. Gasping for breath I begged her for more, the inner me was shocked at how depraved I had become in such a short space of time, but Cherrie revelled in it. Forcing me backwards she had me assume a position where the heels of my shoes were digging into my shoulders, then she squatted over my face with the dildo pointing at my mouth. Without a word from her I opened my mouth and gave a gurgling scream as she drove the dildo into my throat, my whole body bucked in orgasm as she forced herself down on me with all her weight as though she were trying to drive the dildo down to me stomach. When she pulled back I groaned with disappointment, then gurgled in pleasure again as she drove back into my throat, I became lost in ecstasy as she fucked my throat escort bayan with bruising force. Time lost all meaning, only the pleasure that driving dildo was blasting through me was all that mattered, the bliss of being taken in this way consumed me and when the dildo suddenly slid from my mouth I wailed in frustration!”Stand up slut!” Cherrie’s voice commanded as though from a distance.Trembling with anticipation I struggled to my feet, when she ordered me to part my legs I did so eagerly.”AAAAAAAAHHHHH!” I screamed in anguish and ecstasy as Cherrie kicked me in the pussy.Falling to the floor I lay shuddering and wailing; my body filled with bursting orgasms that dulled the pain. Then she had me lay back on my heels again, this time with my legs spread wide, she stood over me as I looked up at her with eyes that pleaded for her to fuck me, that echoed the words I was screaming to her. Her foot pressed on my pussy and I shot into another orgasm, she twisted her foot as though stubbing out a cigarette and I screamed to her for more as my body bucked and writhed in pleasure. Her laughter merged with my voice as she knelt down, pressing a knee to my aching, yearning pussy she reached down to my nipples and I screamed with pained pleasure as she tried to lift me by my nipples.”OH GOD! YES! YES!” I cried out, “PULL THEM HARDER, HARDER! EEEEYAHH!”I almost fainted with pleasure as her knee moved back then crashed into my pussy, I would never have believed that pain could give so much pleasure, nor that I would ever get so much pleasure from being hurt so much!”See,” Cherrie laughed as she ground her knee on me, “I told you you’d love anything that’s done to you! And even when the d**g is out of your system you’ll be the same, it fucks you up the way Pavlov fucked up those dogs! So…” she paused to punch my tits then went on through my cries, “What do you want now bitch?””To be fucked,” I begged as my body bucked in rapture, “I need it, please, please!”She laughed and repositioned herself between my legs; her hands touched my bruised pussy lips, caressing them with a gentleness that was as exciting as it was unexpected. My orgasmic pleasure grew and grew under her suddenly gentle touch, her fingers soothing away the pain then slipping into my pussy. Leaning over me Cherrie kissed me on the lips the way a lover would and I responded eagerly, her other hand moved to my tits and gently stroked my aching nipples and my rapture just grew as I groaned, mewled, gasped moaned and cried out the joyous feelings her gentle touch raised in me. Had my hands been free I would have enfolded Cherrie in a loving embrace, all I could do was accept her touches and let her hear my pleasure in my voice. Kissing and licking her way down my body she took a nipple in her mouth and gently rolled it on her tongue, sucking softly as she did so, I was in seventh heaven when she added two more fingers to the one already moving in my pussy. If I had been possessed with any power of thought I would have wondered at the girl’s suddenly gentleness, would have been concerned that it was just a lead up to something bad, but I had no power to think such thoughts. I couldn’t even tell anymore if it was the d**gs or me that was responded to the things the girl did to me, but I would have accepted anything just to keep feeling this rapture! “EEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAA!” I screamed as Cherrie bit into my nipple drawing blood.She sat up, her eyes glinting as she watched me writhe in a pain driven orgasm, her three fingers in my pussy moving faster, driving me to an even higher peak. Then I felt her little finger slide into me, now she was pressing four fingers into me, her hand moving quickly and driving me out of my mind with pleasure.”YES! OH GOD YES!” I screamed as Cherrie curled her thumb into her palm and forced her whole hand into me to the wrist.”Like that do you bitch?” She laughed as she fist fucked me furiously.”Nnnnnmmmmm, yes,” I groaned, “more! Harder! Nnnnnmmmmm!”And she gave me more, trusting her arm into me until she couldn’t force any more in, and she gave me harder by pulling back then thrusting in with all her strength! My whole body leaped from the floor in its ecstasy skewered on her fast moving arm as I cried out for even more!”NO!” I screamed in anguish as she pulled her arm out of me, “PUT IT BACK! PUT IT BACK!””Shut-up fucking slut!” Cherrie hissed as she began to slap my tits.Then she was pressing the dildo to my pussy, thrusting into me so hard that she grunted as our bodies met, with frenzied movements she fucked me, driving me to ever higher peaks of pleasure that drove my voice heavenward. Some blissful time later her voice merges with mine as she ground into my cunt and tensed in orgasm, she seemed to strain against me for ages before suddenly pulling out of me. Rolling me over with her foot she ordered me to raise my backside, with my shoulders pressing to the floor I knelt up eager for whatever she wished to do to me.”Ooooh!” I moaned ecstatically as she sank the fake prick into my arse.Then, as she fucked me hard in the arse, Cherrie reached round and dug her finger nails into my clitoris, my orgasm exploded to a peak, my body bucking so hard that I almost threw her. On and on she pounded, her breathing becoming laboured as she took me without mercy while I begged her to keep going even harder!I must have fainted with pleasure, because I suddenly came back to my senses with a yearning for something to fill me, I didn’t care where, mouth, cunt, arse, just so long as something was fucking me! Fingers curled into my hair and I was suddenly jerked to my knees, the dildo, fresh from my arse was thrust into my mouth and I fervently sucked it into my throat, cleaning it and fucking it at one and the same time.When she was satisfied that I had cleaned her toy properly Cherrie pulled it from me ignoring my cry of disappointment, once again she used my hair to move me, this time she drew me to my feet and pushed me towards the dangling rope. Staggering on legs that shook in ecstasy I went to the rope and stood under it, she had me attach it to my collar then kneel down, eagerly I obeyed, anything so that she would fill me with the fake prick again!”I’ve only got an hour left bitch,” Cherrie crooned as she slapped at my nipples, “but you’re going to think it an eternity.”Suddenly her hands were all over me, caressed, pinching, teasing, hurting, driving me to ever more powerful orgasms while her laughter was almost lost in my blissful cries. Then she stopped, just like that, she stopped and I screamed my pleas for her to go on as I hovered between one orgasmic peak and another.”You want me to make you feel good some more?” Cherrie asked in a low voice.”Yes! Yes!” I cried out.”What would you do so that I would do that?” She asked in an even lower voice.”Anything!” I breathed eagerly.”Anything?” she mocked me, “Anything at all?””Anything at all!” I gasped as my body burned with lust.”Even kill your own son?” she whispered.”Yes!” I groaned as the fires burnt even higher in me, “Even kill my own son!”Cherrie laughed loudly at my words, after all I had been through I was now willing to kill my own son just to feel the joy of being fucked by her.”What is he?” she laughed, “What is your son now?””A cunt!” I gasped as I tried to squeeze my thighs to bring on the boiling orgasm I was teetering on the brink of, “A mother-fucking bastard! Oh please Cherrie, please touch me!””All in good time.” she laughed, “I’ll touch you when you do what I tell you.””Anything,” I gasped, “just tell me what I have to do!”She commanded me to lean forward, I did so immediately and the collar tightened, then she had me stretch one of my legs out backwards. Teetering on the toe tips of one foot and one knee I felt the collar crushing into my throat, I could barely breath and yet my body was moving ever closer to the brink of the impending orgasm.”Now the other leg,” Cherrie breathed licking her lips as though approaching an orgasm herself, “stretch it out.”I obeyed without hesitation, my breath totally blocked off as my shoe toes and the collar around my throat took up all my weight. As impossible as it may seem I felt myself rise to a crashing orgasm even as my senses began to swim, in the throes of my climax my feet thrust out and my whole weight was suddenly being taken on my throat. A part of me felt panic as croaking, gasping, strangled sounds issued from my mouth as my feet jerked and twitched, at the same time another part of me was in ecstasy as I sank in waves of bliss. Everything began to fade, even my pleasure started to dim as I sank towards oblivion, but just as the point where I felt myself slipping into an abyss my whole body was jerked upright by a hard cock crashing up into my pussy. A hand grasped my hair, dragging me back, easing the pressure on my throat, I took a sharp shuddering breath, then another, and the red haze lightened a little, the pounding of my blood in my ears dimmed. Coughing, gasping and wheezing I became more aware of my surroundings and the blissful feeling of something hard fucking my cunt with merciless force. I had no breath to cry out, all I could manage were weak whimpers of pleasure as Cherrie fucked my cunt deliciously, tirelessly sending me crashing through orgasm after orgasm. Then Cherrie did what I would have thought impossible given her small stature, she grasped my thighs in her hands and stood up. As she rose my weight was supported by her strap-on prick, her arms grasping my thighs and the collar that was once more crushing my throat.”Feel good bitch?” she taunted me as my senses started to fade again.”Mmuumph … grack!” I gasped as I faded out again with an orgasm bouncing me and making the collar press even tighter.For a moment everything faded, a part of me had the thought that ‘this was it, this was how I was going to die’, but despite this my body was fading out in orgasmic bliss. Then my senses crept back, Cherrie had once more shifted position so that I was no longer being choked, the dildo hammering away at my cunt and as soon as I had an iota of breath I was crying out in bliss yet again. Over and over Cherrie fucked me while I recovered from being strangled, then she’d move our positions, still fucking me, but now with me in a position in which I was choking. And all the while, even when I was hovering on the edges of death, orgasms of such force they left me thoughtless exploded through my every fibre of being. At one point Cherrie came round in front of me, she had me kneel then take the dildo in my mouth, with a hard thrust she buried it in my throat, grasped my head and stepped backwards. I no longer had the strength to even scrabble for footing and the fake prick became my only means of support, but it was not enough for Cherrie. Taking another step backwards she took a firm hold of my head dragging me with her, ensuring that my lips still pressed to the plastic base of the dildo. Gurgling I let her to as she would with me, somewhere along the way I had accepted the fact that this girl would literally fuck me to death, but there was no meaning to it, the only thing that meant anything now was the pleasure I got from even the worst of tortures!”Shit you really are getting off on this!” Cherrie was gasping as I started to black out.Before my senses faded completely the dildo was taken from my mouth, I got a couple of gasping breaths that brought me back from the abyss of oblivion and then I felt my feet kicked from under me. As I gurgled for air Cherrie started to fuck my pussy yet again, this time spanking my buttocks, each blow jerking me in the collar and driving me closer to oblivion. And throughout all this I was climaxing!”ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY!” Don’s voice sounded distantly as I felt blackness engulfing me.I gradually came to lying on the floor; the pressure on my throat was gone, though I could still feel that the collar was in place. Weakly I tried to move, only to find that my hands were still tied behind me; writhing and humping I eventually managed to get up on my knees and waited for whatever was to come next. Gradually I became aware of the sounds of arguing, Don’s voice was raised in anger, in response Cherrie’s voice sounded petulant, I couldn’t make out the words through the pound of blood in my ears. Then there was a sharp crack and a cry, more sounds of flesh meeting flesh with a cry after each sound.”Get the fuck out to the bus,” I finally managed to make out, “we have to get the fuck out of here, some bastard heard the bitches screams and it looks as though he’s gone for the law.”-= PART 4 =-As more of my senses returned so too did the burning need to be fucked, I didn’t even have the will to try to resist the lust, I just let it wash over me. Then my eyes focussed, the first thing I saw was Cherrie, limping out of the gym, her own dildo stuffed all the way in her arse. Suddenly Don was looming over me, there was no pity in his eyes as he looked down at me, and his lips set in a grim angry line.”Time for us to go,” he stated, “but I’m leaving you with a reminder of what you have become.”He kicked me onto my stomach and then there came a strange, “whooshing” sound, Weakly I turned my head so that I could see him and my eyes widened in shock when I saw him holding something in the flames of a blowtorch.”No need to tell you this is going to hurt,” he grinned into my fear filled eyes, “I guess you’ve figured that out for yourself.”He twisted and turned the object in the flame letting it heat evenly, it was when he pulled it out of the flame for a moment to inspect it that I saw what it was he held and I gasped in horror. He grinned at me then went back to heating what I knew was a branding iron, when the iron was almost white hot he turned off the blowtorch then put a foot in the small of my back, holding the brand in one hand he grabbed my left leg with the other.”No!” I whispered in terror, but even then I felt my body rising to another climax as it anticipated the pain that was to come.”Hold fucking still!” Don barked.Suddenly he plunged the brand down onto the upper part of my left thigh, at first I was too shocked to even feel the pain, but then it exploded through me, as I sucked in air to scream I caught the smell of my own flesh cooking. My scream rent the air as he removed the brand; it was as though the agony of being branded countered the effects of the d**gs because I was suddenly free of the burning lust that had filled me for so long. Don leaned over me and I cringed.”No more,” I pleaded through my tears of agony, “please god no more!”I almost fainted with relief when his hands went to the ropes on my arms and untied them, the rush of returning circulation made me groan. His hand grabbed my hair and twisted my head around so he looked into my eyes.”We’re leaving now,” he sneered, “but you never know, we may be back this way again sometime, I know you’d like that. Want to know what the brand says?”I could only nod in reply.”It says ‘SLUT!'” he grinned, “because that’s what you are now.”He let go of my hair and started to walk away, and then he stopped.”Stay right where you are until you hear a clock chime, then you can go home.” He said over his shoulder, “Though I doubt you’ll find the wimp there, I don’t think he’ll want to go anywhere near you again! Better hope he never hears about you being willing to kill him just to get fucked!”Laughing he left me in my desolation, left me with the oh so clear memories of all that had happened to me while I had been in their power and my shame filled memory of offering to kill my son just so I could be fucked with a fake plastic cock! I have no idea how long I lay there in my misery, lay there wishing that Cherrie had been left to kill me and even now my body was burning with the desire to be taken! Exhaustion, pain and despair overtook me and I fainted away.**I woke in a soft, warm comfortable bed with a start. It was my own bed in my own bedroom and I wondered for a moment if my hours of torment had been nothing more than a dream, but then the aches and pains of my body awoke and I knew it had been no dream. Then I felt myself start to grow aroused and the familiar yearning for sex welled up in me yet again. Tears of shame and humiliation sprang to my eyes, tears of pity for what I had become in the hands of Don and his gang, tears of grief at the loss of my son thanks to Don and myself. For some time I lay wallowing in my misery before it finally sank in to me that I had no memory of getting myself home. Stunned I lifted the sheets from me to find that I was naked, bruises covered me, but I could see that I had been bathed, cleaned of the semen that had filled me and coated me, more, my wounds had been tended and I knew for sure that I had not had the strength to have done all this.Trying to rise I found that I was too weak to even roll over, I groaned in pain from my effort to move and as though it had been a cue the door to my bedroom opened. Confused I looked towards the door then gasped as a person entered bearing a tray of food and drink.”Bob!” I gasped in surprise.Then I felt myself filled with guilt at the memory of telling Cherrie I would kill my son if she would just touch me, just help me to get off. Blushing in shame I looked down at my uncovered body, it seemed so pointless covering myself after all that had happened.”Mum?” my son said softly.”I’m sorry!” I blurted out without raising me eyes, I couldn’t bear to look at him and see that look of disdain, that look of hatred his eyes had held when I last saw, even worse was my inner guilt at having been willing to kill him for Cherrie just to gain satisfaction, “I’m so sorry!”He said nothing and I felt my heart sink at the thought that I was not even worth the effort of a response in his eyes.”Mum,” he repeated firmly, “look at me.””I can’t,” I sobbed putting my hands to my face, “I’m too ashamed to look at you, too afraid of seeing your hatred for me. Please Bob, leave me, I know it’s what you want to do.”He said nothing, but after putting the tray on my bedside table he left the room, as the door closed I curled into a ball and wept, my meal went untouched. All I could think of was how at the end I had betrayed my son.Days passed and my body gradually healed from its physical hurts, the bruises, scratches and bite marks fading until it was almost as though nothing had been done to me. Inwardly it was a different story, whenever I slept my mind would cast up the nightmare moment when I told Cherrie I’d kill Bob if she’d just touch me, I would wake sobbing and wracked with guilt. For the first week I wouldn’t stir from my room other than to use the bathroom, during the second week I would move around the house but only at times I knew I would not meet my son. As the time passed I let myself go, my hair became unkempt and tangled and bags formed under my eyes from my avoiding sleep to stop the nightmares.Almost as bad was the constant hunger in me, Don’s words about the ‘side effects’ of the d**gs they’d fed me came back to me, ‘you’ll always feel horny, always have the itch to be fucked, putting it bluntly you’ll be a nympho slut!’ I was discovering how true his words had been. I tried to resist the need that was filling me, tried to convince myself that it would fade once the d**gs worked their way out of my system, but after three days I couldn’t fool myself any longer, the d**gs had to be out of my system yet the urge to be fucked was growing not fading. Out of desperation I masturbated, but that only seemed to feed the hunger, no matter how often I would do myself or what I used to bring myself off the huger was still there, it was demanding a cock, demanding that I be fucked!Throughout all this Bob seemed to be always there, he brought me meals and drinks, at times I heard him cleaning the house with the vacuum. I couldn’t face him though, couldn’t even be with him in the same room because of my own feelings of guilt, I loved him desperately, but I could not face him knowing what I would have done just to satisfy my own cravings. Nor could I tell him of my betrayal, it was bad enough remembering how he had looked at me and called me a ‘slut’ when I had lied about loving what was happening, about how I had played the same games with Don and his gang before that night, I could not bear his reaction if he ever learnt how I had offered his life for my pleasure. Time and again he tried to talk to me as he gave me my meals or caught me prowling the house in the dead of night, but I would either retreat to my room or tell him he should leave me, anything but to answer him.That one act of betrayal was destroying me even while my body was tormenting me with its demands for satisfaction.Then, part way through the third week, Bob was gone! Even though I had been telling him he should leave me it was a jolt to discover he had actually done so, it drove me even deeper into depression. I don’t remember much of the following few days, I know I didn’t eat and only drank intermittently, my son’s final rejection of me by leaving had taken the heart out of me completely. Tears filled my eyes constantly as I sat despondently in his room, looking at the things he had abandoned to get away from me. Even the hunger in me faded to a mere distant echo as I sat motionless in my desolation.”Jesus mum” Bob’s voice suddenly sounded from the doorway, “you’re a mess!””Bob!” I gasped, my mind reeling with shock, “You came back!”He gave me a puzzled look then left the room, my heart sank at the thought that he had only come back for a few of his things, but moments later he was back with a sheet of paper in his hand.”I left you a note,” he said handing me the sheet of paper, “how could you have missed it?”Looking down at the paper I fought to focus my eyes, the note was short, but clearly stated that he would be back in a few days. My hands shook as I let the paper drop to the floor and for the first time in what felt like an eternity looked at my son’s face, hoping against hope to see forgiveness in his eyes, even though he had no clue what he should forgive me for. I almost fainted at the look of love and concern his eyes held, as I swayed he stepped forward to support me and for a brief moment I felt comforted, but then my betrayal of him came back to haunt me and I pushed myself from him with a sob.”Mum!” he cried mournfully, “Oh God mum, please forgive me, had I known what was going to happen I would never have said anything about the challenge!”He tried to take my hand and I fled with a cry, retreating to my room I tried to close the door only to find my son already in the doorway.”Was it me calling you those things, doing those things to you?” he pleaded with me, “I… I… oh mum!”I gasped as he put his face in his hands and wept, he was in despair, seeking forgiveness from me for having fallen for the lies I had been forced to tell him! How could he not know that I held no blame in my heart for him, the guilt was mine, all mine and I couldn’t tell him why!”Damn it!” he suddenly cursed, making me jump in surprise at the force of his words, tears still flowed in his eyes as he looked at me determination, “Mum we have to talk, we can’t avoid it any longer!””Bob!” I gasped, “I can’t, please don’t ask me to, please!””We have to!” he said forcefully, “You go and clean yourself up, you look a mess. I’ll fix us something to eat and then we will talk!”The forcefulness behind his words brooked no argument, I dreaded the very thought that I might blurt out what I had done, but at the same time I almost dropped to my knees in front of him in the submissive posture Don had made me use while I had been in his power. Shocked by that urge I ran to the bathroom and went through the motions of bathing, washing my hair and combing it out, all the while I was torn by my inner thoughts and feelings. Returning to my room I put on fresh clothes for the first time in days, perhaps even weeks, my legs felt leaden as I turned towards my bedroom door. Making my way downstairs I stopped in the kitchen doorway, watching Bob putting plates on the table then fetching drinks for us both.”Sit down,” he ordered as soon as he became aware of my presence.Almost mindlessly I obeyed, he sat opposite me and started eating while I sat staring at my plate, unable to look across the table at him.”Eat!” he said sharply.I jumped at the sudden sound of his voice, the tone he used commanding, brooking no argument and I ate, slowly at first then ravenously as my body wolfed down the calories I had been denying it for days. Not once did I look at my son while we ate, I just couldn’t bear to let him see the guilt clearly written in my eyes, I was dreading the moment when he would insist that I talk with him. All too soon our plates were empty, Bob cleared away the table then told me to go into the living room, his tone of voice still commanding. Almost meekly I did as I was told and felt ashamed at the sudden surge of lust that rose in me as I obeyed my son’s terse words. Sitting myself in the centre of the couch I waited for my son to join me, trembling with the fear of what I may reveal to him.”Okay mum,” Bob said as he handed me a glass of wine, “shall we talk now or just relax together for a little while?””Let’s relax for a while,” I answered trying to put off the moment when we would talk about what had happened.Bob shrugged and turned on the TV, the news was on and a political item was just ending, the opening of the next item jerked me bolt upright with a gasp.”In Leeds today s*******n youths were burnt to death in a fire at a,” the announcer was saying, “disused warehouse. Fire Officers at the scene are in no doubt that the fire was started deliberately, though it is too early to say whether the youths themselves or a third party started it. At the same time Police are investigating the contents of a mini-bus found parked at the scene.”I stared in shock at the sight of Don’s mini-bus on the TV screen; I almost missed the announcers’ next words.”Although not releasing details a Police spokesperson has indicated that certain video and photographic material depicting scenes of **** and sexual torture may have a bearing on the case. It has also been indicated that a large quantity of a substance believed to be a mix of…””Turn it off!” I cried out, “Please turn it off!”Bob did as I asked then looked at me, his face calm, I felt anything but calm, I had been aware at the end that my entire humiliation and humbling had been videoed, those tapes had to have been part of the haul the police had been referring to. How long would it take them to learn who I was? How long before they came asking how I could do such things? I was mortified at the thought that strangers might even now be watching me offering to exchange my son’s life for a moment’s pleasure!”Mum.” Bob’s voice impinged on my roiling thoughts, “MUM!”I jumped at his shout, my eyes sliding to his face then away as I tried to calm my ever-growing panic.”Don’t worry about it,” Bob was saying, “they won’t be coming here.””But the tapes,” I gasped, “they have all the tapes, including those of…””I said don’t worry about it!” his voice was firm on the point.”Oh God, they’ll see!” I sobbed unable to accept his calm statement not to worry, “They’ll see how I betrayed…”I gasped as I almost let slip the one thing I dare not reveal to him.”Betrayed?” he asked in a puzzled tone, “What do you mean?”I shook my head and bit my lower lip as I tried to avoid his gaze and giving him an answer.”It had to be something that happened after you made me leave.” He mused as I shrank inwardly.”Please Bob,” I wept, “please don’t ask me!”He frowned then went out to the hall, a moment later he was back with a sports bag, putting the bag on the floor near the TV he opened it and sorted through whatever it was that it held. Suddenly he nodded and pulled out a videotape, I stared at his actions in confusion as he put the tape in the video, put the TV back on and hit the play button. Picking up the remote he started to fast forward the tape, aghast I watched the high speed pictures that shot across the screen and almost fainted when the tape slowed to normal speed and my own voice came from the TV saying those damning words!”What would you do so that I would do that?” Cherrie asked from the TV.”Anything!” my voice from the screen sounding so eager to please.”Anything?” her voice mocked me again, “Anything at all?””Anything at all!” I gasped from the screen.”Even kill your own son?” Cherrie whispered that fateful question from the screen.”Yes!” my own voice damned me from the TV screen, “Even kill my own son!”At those words Bob stopped the video and seemed to sink into the nearest chair, his face pale as he stared at the screen. Then he turned towards me and I hid my face in my hands as I waited for him to vilify me for my betrayal of him. I tensed when I felt his hands touch my wrists, though I resisted his pull my son slowly drew my hands from my face.I hung my head down to avoid his look, but he put a hand under my chin and raised my face until I was looking into his eyes. I had no doubt my guilt, fear and anguish showed clearly in my eyes, nor did I have any doubt that the revived hunger burning in me also shown in them. With a sob I twisted my head from his hand, jumped to my feet and fled from the room stopping only once I was safely in my room with the door locked behind me. Sobbing in anguish I threw myself on my bed, at any moment I expected to hear my son shouting through the door or hammering on it demanding access, but the time passed and he thankfully did not appear. For some time I lay weeping, lost in my misery until, as had happened for so many nights, I cried myself to sleep.When I awoke it was mid-morning, I felt exhausted from a nightmare filled night, a night in which I repeated my betrayal over and over, sometimes to Cherrie, but other times it was my son I said it to and each time he would gasp and back away from me fearfully. In between the nightmares I was haunted by what could only be described as ‘wet’ dreams, dreams in which I was fucked in all ways, in which I was beaten or even half choked to death. With all that it was no wonder that I was more tired than when I had fallen asleep. Forcing myself out of bed I dressed then sat on the side of the bed, I knew that sooner or later I would need to leave the room, but I could not risk facing my son I had to put off leaving my room until I had no choice. And suddenly I had no choice.”Mum,” my son’s voice sounded loudly from the other side of the bedroom door, “get out here, and I mean right now!”Though my mind cringed at the thought of having to face his disdain after seeing how I had betrayed him, my body leapt to obey and appalling the hell out of me in the process. When I opened the bedroom door he was standing there, he looked tired and a fire seemed to be burning in his eyes, though I had only glanced at them the once.”Get downstairs, now” he commanded.His tone left no room for argument and I rushed downstairs half afraid of his mood, half afraid of having to face his questions about my betraying words. In the living room he pointed me at the couch, without a word I sat, my eyes dropping to look at the floor as he came to stand in front of me.”Look at me!” he barked out sharply.With a start I raised my eyes to his face, though I still avoided looking into his eyes.”Look in my eyes!” he commanded taking hold of my chin, holding my face so that I had no choice but to look into his eyes.”Bob I…” I breathed.”Just shut-up,” he cut across my words, “I’ll talk, and you listen. Don’t speak, don’t look away from my eyes.”I nodded my understanding and obedience of his orders, looking into his eyes I dreaded what I had been expecting to see there, his hatred and revulsion for me, but as I gazed into his deep blue eyes what I saw made me gasp!”What do you see?” he demanded.”It can’t be!” I whispered in awe, “I see your love, your concern, your worry, but most of all I see love. Bob I don’t understand I swear I saw, expected to see…””Be quiet!” he snapped, “You thought you saw what, revulsion, hatred, disgust? Were those what you’ve been expecting to see in my eyes? Were those what you saw at some point while we were Don’s playthings? And I say ‘we’, he was as much fucking with my mind as he was fucking your mind and body!””But… but… but I saw those things in you yes!” I gasped, “I saw your eyes burning with hatred when you called me a slut!””Did you really think I had fallen for those lies they had you tell?” he sighed, “Surely I don’t seem that stupid do I?””I don’t understand!” I cried out with tears welling in my eyes.”I guess you were too upset to notice where my eyes were facing when I spoke as I did.” He sighed again.”But I swear you believed what I was told to say!” I gaped at him.”Yeah right,” he snorted, “like I’m not going t notice Cherrie feeding your lines into your ear, or Don giving you your lines silently from behind my back!””But you can’t have seen or heard them!” I gasped.”No?” he grinned, “Well I admit I didn’t hear Cherrie, but surely you remember me learning to lip read as part of Deafness Awareness Month last year?””You read her lips???” I breathed in surprise.”Not all of it,” he smiled for the first time in what seemed like an eternity, “but enough to know what the hell was going on and why you were saying the things you were.””And Don?” I asked, “There’s no way you could have lip read him, he was always behind you when he would mouth what I had to tell you.””Normally I would agree with you,” Bob, “but for all his cunning and smarts he never learnt not to stand opposite reflective surfaces. The windows were so filthy outside they were almost like mirrors inside, I saw more than enough of his reflected actions to get the gist of what was going on. Overhearing a couple of the others talking later in events only confirmed what I already knew. I also knew that if I didn’t act the way they expected either you or I or both of us would not leave that gym alive!””Oh God,” I gasped out, “no wonder you made sure I wasn’t choking when it came to your turn to fuck me while that rope was fixed on the collar! Oh God, you were trying to ease my suffering and that only makes what I did all the worse!””What you did?” he asked raising an eyebrow.”Oh Bob you saw it on that tape,” I wept, “you heard the words from my own mouth and you were already gone and safe! You were their hold over me and even after you had gone I obeyed them!”For a moment the room was silent except for my sobbing, I was elated that my son hadn’t hated me or reviled me, but I was leaden with guilt at what I had done all the same. Suddenly Bob was sitting by my side, an arm wrapped around my shoulders, holding me, comforting me and I felt sickened by the sudden surge of lust that rose in me from his touch.”How much of that muck did they give you?” he asked quietly as he stroked my hair.”God knows,” I sighed, “according to Don more than enough to ‘fuck me up’ for the rest of my life, and that was without the last huge dose Cherrie gave me just before she had me ask you to leave.””Well the bitch won’t get the chance to do that to anyone else.” I heard him mutter coldly, then continue in a warmer voice, “Mum, overhearing bits of conversation here and there I figured that stuff takes you over, makes you do things, want to do things you would be repulsed by otherwise. I know it wasn’t the real you that spoke those words.””I wish I could be so sure.” I sobbed leaning into his shoulder, “Bob I found myself genuinely enjoying much of what happened even while I felt disgusted at myself for doing so.””Well,” Bob laughed squeezing my shoulder; “I guess we all surprise ourselves when we experiment, though I guess it might have been a better voyage of discovery under other circumstances.””Bob,” I sighed as a shiver of impending climax spread through me just from his holding me, “there’s more and it’s worse. You saw the brand they put on me?”I saw it.” He growled.”It denotes what they have made me,” I felt my tears flowing again.I explained about the permanent side effect of the d**gs, how even now that same hunger was starting to drive me to want to do anything to be fulfilled sexually.”Right now,” I admitted in a low voice, “your comforting touch is driving me nuts with lust, any minute now I’ll climax then it will get even worse.””That doesn’t make you a slut!” he protested.”No, not yet, but sooner or later I am going to do as Don said I would, seek someone, anyone to fuck me, even if I have to turn whore to do so!” I sobbed in misery.Bob fell silent and I thought for a moment that I had shocked him speechless.”And what,” he suddenly asked in a whisper, “if you found a person to keep your needs fulfilled?””Oh Bob,” I wept, “that would be a pipe dream, what man would have me long term now? What man would accept the perversions I have been taught to enjoy? What man would accept a branded woman?””I can think of one,” he said giving me a hug that sent a climax washing over me, “I have an admission to make mum. There’s one part of all this that I do not regret at all.”Bob?” I said in confusion.”That I got to have sex with you.” he almost whispered, “It was a dream come true, though I would have preferred it to be in a more romantic way.”In surprise I leant away from him, he was looking into my eyes so that I could see the truth of his feelings, but his face was flushing bright red. I could not believe I had heard him correctly, but it seemed that he meant every word. Then it was my turn to blush as I remember the sheer size of his cock, the way it had filled me so deliciously, had given me more satisfaction than all 16 youths put together and Cherrie only matched him because her cock was fake and I was d**gged to the eyeballs! As I looked into his eyes I saw something else rising in them and gasped in surprise and excitement!”You still want me?” I breathed.”More than ever mum.” he smiled, “I love you as my mother, I love even more now that I have seen how much you love me, seen what lengths you would go to protect me! And I love you as a woman, a beautiful woman. If you’d let me I’d like to try to help you keep this hunger, as you call it, under control.””Bob,” I whispered, “Could you cope with the perverted things I will no doubt ask you to do to me? Could you still love me then?””Perverted things?” he mused, “Like tying you up? Like beating you? Like fucking you so hard you faint?””Yes,” I sighed sorrowfully, “and worse, like treating me like shit, like a slut slave?””Oh shit!” he groaned, “You would want that? Truly?””I think so.” I replied lowering my head in shame at his expression of shock.”Mum,” he suddenly laughed, then said firmly, “your collar is in your room, go put it on, strip off everything else except stockings and heels, then get back her and assume the position … bitch!”Even before he had finished speaking I was groaning in climax, as soon as I felt that my legs would support me I rushed to my room. With eager fingers I threw off my clothes, put the collar tightly around my neck, put on stocking and the six-inch heels and as I rushed back to my son I felt another climax wash over me. When I got back to the living room I found my son sitting naked on the couch, his enormous prick reaching towards his chest in erection. Without hesitation I approached the couch and dropped to my knees in front of him.It was as I sank to my knees that I remembered the videos the police were studying even now, and then I froze.”The videos!” I gasped out, “You have the videos!””All the ones of you.” He smiled, “The rest didn’t concern me!””But how did … Oh God!” I paled at the sudden realisation that my son had done what I had been unable to do though I had longed to for revenge.”Yes,” he sighed sadly, “it was me, I got the tapes first, that was all I went for at first, but when I thought of all they had done to you I knew I had to… it was too easy… I…””Oh my darling!” I hugged him to me. “Don’t think about it anymore. That bad part of our lives is over, it has changed us, but it has made us stronger in some ways, let’s put it behind us as best we can.””And concentrate on our future pleasure?” he smiled softly.”Yes, exactly.” I smiled back.”In which case,” he smiled broadly, “would my ‘slut’ like to sit on this?”As I leapt onto his lap and his gorgeous cock I wondered how life would be for us in the future. Moments later thoughts of the future were driven from my mind as my mind became consumed by passion, passion that my own son was gleefully giving me!End*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone c***d abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in “real life” can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen’s collection – Directory 79

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My Sissy FantasyMy Sissy Fantasy My name is Christopher and I am 21 years old living with my parents. I wear panties every second day :$ One of these days I got caught and this is how…It was Wednesday morning. I just woke up and was about to find out which panties I should have on. I finally found the panties I would have on. Black soft Panties there is a little transparrent. Felt so good to have them on. I got dressed in my normal clothes after that, I just felt so horny that I wanted to take some embarrassing pictures of myself.So I went outside and walked into a forrest of some sort. Found a quiet spot and pulled down my pants. I took a few pictures of the panties I was wearing both of the front and back. I went down on my knees and pulled my panties down to my knees. I sat my phone on a timer and I sat there for 8 seconds before it took the picture. I turned around and that was when I saw her for the first time Jessica. She just stood there with an evil smile on her face.I started to crawl slowly away. Then I realized my phone was right beside her and she picked it up.Jessica “Oh what do we have here”Me “Please give it to me”Jessica “And why would I do that”Looking her in the eyes and trying to look as innocent as possibleMe “Because you are so kind please”Jessica “ahaha I am far from kind I am more evil and you about to find that out very soon” I started to put my pants onJessica “no you are not allowed to get dressed yet. In fact get naked slave”I was kneeling there did’t know what to do but I started to do as she saidMe “so I should call you Mistress? Jessica “Yes you should slave now go to that three and spread your legs” Me “Yes Mistress”I walked over to the three and spread my legs and stood there facing the threeMistress “Turn around slave”I turned kayseri escort around looking shamefully down on the groundMistress “Look me in the eyes slave” I looked up at her and she had that evil smile on and I found out why because right there she took a picture It made my dick hard and she took on more but this time it was on my phoneMistress “you better do as I say or this picture ends up on your Facebook”I nodded to show her that I understood. Mistress “get dressed now slave”I quickly got dressedMistress “follow me slave”She took me to her car and she sat in the driver’s seat and I was right beside herMistress “Take your pants down to your knees slave”I quickly took my pants down to my knees in fear of what she could do with my phone.She grabbed her hand around my legs and running it down and up and she could tell that this was turning me on.She then took my panties a little down and started to play with my dick and then a few moments later she quickly stopped.I looked confused at her and she just smiled to me.Mistress “look where we are slave”I turned around and saw we were in the drive way to a hotel and soon there will be one to take her keys to park her car for her.I quickly pulled my panties up and tried to get my pants up before he could see my panties but it was too late.He just smiled and said may I have the keys mam and then she handed him her keys.Mistress “come on slave I want to show you my room” She had that evil smile on again and I felt so humiliated and horny.Her room was on the 11 th floor and had a beautiful view which scared me. It could be anyone saw us.Mistress “take a shower slave and when you come back I will have some clothes for you to put on”I looked at her to see if she was serious and I could kıbrıs escort tell she was defiantly serious about this.So I quickly got naked and got in the shower and I loved that I was fully shaved.When I finally came out she stood there and stared at me with her evil smile.Then I saw the pink panties, white skirt, white stockings, pink bra and a white top.Me “you want me to be dressed in these things Mistress?”Mistress “Yes Slave and do it now unless you want to come over my knee”I looked surprised at her and a little shocked but I got dressed pretty quickly all things considered.She then put some things in my bra so it look like I had tits.Mistress “now for your makeup”Me “my makeup”Looked even more surprised but then I looked at her and saw how angry she was begning to be.I immediately got in the bathroom and tried to find some makeup.She looked more happy now at least. She joined me in the bathroom and she started to give me some makeup on.She had some many things she will do to me and it felt like it took forever. She did my nails and my toenails and lipstick and many things more. Finally she said she was done and I got a chance to look at myself in the mirror and I was actually surprised over how hot I was.I stood there for a few moments looking at my ass and my face and I saw a blond long wig and I just had to wear it.I did’t pay any attention to was she was doing and apparently she got all of her sex toys ready.I first realized it when she came beck to me and kissed me softly on my neck which made me hard.But before I could do anything she had me handcuffed and she just giggled.My hands behind my back cuffed away. She pushed me onto the bed and she tied me up to the bed. My legs was spread and she took my panties down escort bayan to my knees. She then gave me a blindfold on and a ball gag was also put in my mouth. Then she put a collar around my neck and a leash to the collar.I could feel something very cold running down to my ass and I found out it was lube.I got pretty excited because I love something up in my butt.Mistress “are you ready to be fucked slave?”I tried to nod as best as I could. She was actually a little surprised over I wanted this.Mistress “oh you naughty little girl you want this you little slut” She could see that I just got more turned on by that. Mistress “hold on slave I want to record all of this now”She could see I got a little nervous then because I started shaking a little.Mistress “Mhm that is better slave I want you to be just a little nervous”She began to laugh pretty loud and she spanked my ass. She started to get the tip of the strapon in me and teasing me with it. I tried to fuck her back but she just moved away until I could’t go further back. She then started to fuck me slowly.I started to moan through the ball gag. She started the vibrator in the strapon and pushed it furter in me. She began slowly to fuck me faster and harder but she did’t touch my dick at all. My dick was hard and dripping precum. She grabbed the leash and hold it tight so I would have to lean back and that was when she pushed it all the way in.I moaned as loud as I could and she laughed of me. She fucked me faster and harder so you could hear a slam every time her body hits mine. She took a glas and hold it in front of my dick and she began to stroke it as well. before I knew what was going on I came into the glas. She stepped out of the strapon leaving it in my ass still vibrating. She took my ball gag out and hold for my nose so I had to open my mouth to breath and that was when she forced to eat my own cum. She put the ball gag back in my mouth.Mistress “I hope you will enjoy when the cleaning lady finds you like that” and she leaved laughing all the way out of the room…

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